KRIKET'S KHORUS

i  give up

 

when i hear the word 'surrender' there are a couple different images

that come to mind.

first, a very vivid view of an emotionally

 worn out and wounded toddler

struggling up into the tender outstretched arms of her mother.

she has exhausted herself with a fit of temper

that flared as the result of not getting

what she thought she wanted.

her only recourse is 

to "give up"

but she knows she can trust the safety and warmth that awaits her

in her mothers ample lap.

"my creator,

i am now willing that you should have all of me,

good and bad...."

i give up.

 another image:

an equally well defined  picture with a band of  

weary warriors who've battled courageously,

but have been soundly defeated.

out comes the white flag.

they willingly admit their best chance of survival

is to join ranks with the winning side.

their only recourse is 

to "give up"

the ability to co-operate and co-exist

with an opponent - 

for even a moment -

is often the key to ultimate conquest.

"...for it is in dying that we awaken to new life..."

i give up.

simple isn't always easy.

is there any among my beloveds

who know the powers of a phenomenal fabled force 

called "pushmepullyou"?*

it's the magnetic energy that wakes you up

and either carefully pushes you back onto 

the familiar and fertile turf of your past...or...

 gently pulls you into what's right in front of you - -

uncharted territory that beckons ---

mysteriously, an adventure awaits .

enticing and inviting 

all disciples of curiosity.

all species become one - 

all living things are gifted free will.

there are/will be opportunities   to discover 

what you can willingly offer.

your own individual pushme

and your own unique pullyou

you have perspectives and a point of view

all validated by the creative expression you choose to practice.

you are never alone within the darkest hours of your journey.

it is from THAT center  where we radiate and merge.

i often find myself

surrendering to 

or

retreating from

whatever is surrounding me.

i pray daily

for the wisdom

AND the curiosity

to seek that which will hold me in check...

hold me accountable...

hold me gently...

that which will hold me UP

 during those times when  

"i give up"

is my only recourse.

whenever you push me

and i gratefully move ahead ,

whenever i pull you

and you faithfully follow.

all living things step up to the 

pushmepullyou  stop sign

at some point in their journey

it is indeed very possible to co-exist and

to cooperate with society

without compromising our integrity

* the  push me pull you is a fairy tale character in the stories of Dr. Dolittle.
[who could talk to the animals]  it looks like a hybrid mix
of  a llama/ a camel/ and the Cookie Monster  ...
this animal had a fully functional front  -- on both ends
so it comes and goes  [pushes backward pulls forward]
not quite simultaneously..more like synchronized...agreeably for the most part...
what this ordinary make believe critter companion accomplished - -
 in its ordinary make believe  way, was a template for human decency.
promoting AND promising  an unhindered surge in any direction
 having not much more than primal instinct to rely on [trusting the process]
and well rehearsed interactions to build on [solid platform for recovery
//solid support for growth]
the pushmepullyou is one of a kind in every sense.
from this  description , orchestrated motion and profound wisdom
reality blazes in thundering currents

i wish not to judge
while onward i trudge
self acceptance is truly
a dance away,
it's being the last to cross the finish line
and sharing a hug with the one who crossed it first. 

it is
The Shadows Prayer