How to be a Poet
(to remind myself)
Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill-more of each
than you have-inspiration,
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity. Any readers
who like your work,
doubt their judgment.
Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
This poem is speaking to me in a special way today. I want to heed Berry’s advice to stay away from screens for some time and breathe in the sacredness saturating the world around me. I am feeling tired and busy. There is sometimes a season for busyness, and certainly I find myself in one. But today I am called to enter into the silence, listen to what it whispers, and perhaps say a few more no’s and create a bit more spaciousness.
Maybe you’ll join me for a few moments of silence today. Maybe in that space the voice of your heart will speak to you of what is most essential. If it does, let me know.
I’ll be back Friday with a post in anticipation of the autumnal equinox.
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts
(photo taken at the central cemetery in Vienna)