The medicine man imparted these words
before transforming into a raven
and vanishing from this space:
Forced thinking, what you seek dissapears.
Beyond the mountain the valleys
are deep and wide.
Going into them blind, distracted
thinking, will consume you.
Instead enter the gate and immediately stop.
See your arms outstretched.
Welcome the valley to you.
As you have come here.
See with eyes closed.
Touch with arms at your side.
Breath deeply the lushness
and direction of the wind.
Now, search for what you have lost.
2 responses to “The Medicine Man”
I really like this and its timeless appeal. It’s wise in a way that I am always working toward, but seem to be moving backward.
Very happy to hear this. It’s part of a new piece I started over the weekend that is still brewing and coming together, titled “In the Valley of Fragmented Dreams”. I’ve been stuck in neutral writing new parger pieces, truning to a few books on the shelf watiing to be read, when this one popped into my head.