Leaping into Change
Just how many leap days does one see in a lifetime? And then what happens when you are born on one? I’ve thought about this question before, and I am often mesmerized around the thought of it and the process… it’s one of those thought experiments that is like “if you give a mouse a cookie…” or mathematics that expands and lands our imagination out in space and causes us to think of Buzz Lightyear-”to infinity and beyond” and then causes the brain to wonder if there is any metaphorical connection between Leap Year and Lightyear and then who came up with those words and terms in the first place?— I’m worn out just thinking about it all… LOL!!!
I did something this morning… I found this website called Rhyme Zone. I’ve used it a couple of times when it has come up when I’ve searched for a word to rhyme with something specific in a poem I’m working on. Well, this morning I decided to look at the website for the sake of playing… the word “mezzanine” came to mind—not sure why. I typed it in the search bar and over 2000 words came up that rhyme with this word. And all the words are sorted according to the number of syllables and also alphabetical. Wow! and Wow! and Whoa!!!
So I wrote some of the words down that stood out to me or I found clever, and I forgot how many drug words rhyme with mezzanine~reading those words makes my head spin! Anyway magdalene came up ~ of course it rhymes and Mary Magdalene is five syllables ~ the first or third line of a haiku… all by itself.
Then I got to thinking about how many poems there are out there in the universe that consider nature. Yes, I do have a few of those, but I’m not sure I would say I’m a solid nature writer like what I imagine William Stafford or Mary Oliver to be. And when one asks me for my style, I really don’t know how to answer that—poetry or other forms of writing… I just write… often without an end in mind. But supposedly having an end in mind is one of the 7Habits of Highly Effective People — not sure that I fit that formula either and I’m not sure that I like formulas when applied to people in the first place. Could people be more like the energy or the [+-x÷] and exponent and equal signs in something like a chemical equation? They shift in their effect or essence depending on the element/s in use—in question—in exploration?
In a text this morning, I found myself writing “change is actually kinda one of the beauties of life.” Honestly this is a relatively new thought/belief/idea for me. I’ve resisted change so much in my life. And then I took on the idea that it was something to get through-endure-suffer through- and maybe, just perhaps- grow though.
But only recently the concept of embracing the experience of change—what that looks like, feels like— in the body, in the heart and what happens in us and to us when we consider change through the lens of experience, embrace, and beauty instead of resistance?
A clever tip jar that caught my attention at a café one day…
