Hiro Boga´s last blog post..Grace Descending

Migration

I
Cranes, swans, geese, ducks lift off
Hundreds, thousands
Simultaneously
Splashing out of water
Jumping off land
Skyward
Swirling currents of change
Swarming silhouettes peppering
The sunbaked evening sky.

Beating wings
upon wings,
upon wings.

Cacophony of calls
upon calls,
upon calls

Signaling
time, time to go
Lifting, leaving,
One, and then another,
up
onward
beyond.

II
And then another . . .
Little breath left to call, her gaze
holds steady on the flyway.

Grasping and releasing life,
Hands, arms, soul rise upward,
Fingers spread
curl,
clutch
the unknown.

Whispering permissions to take off,
I’m left holding the plastic mask over her mouth.
Ninety-eight percent oxygen saturated air
With no way in.

Milky, faded eyes
roll,
up,
and back.

Consciousness
fades
away,
spent.

She pulls for breath in vain—
Gaping, empty efforts,

Lift off.

Her arms, hands, fingers
Fall, limp on white sheets, as
hollow-boned
wings,
take flight.

III
Flat-footed,
I cry in the paddy fields,
Buffeted
By uncatchable currents.

Kate Williams´s last blog post..Stepping Back From the Urgency Ledge

Lovely how the memory of these moments of radiance lingers in our hearts to remind us when we most need the reminder.

Hiro Boga´s last blog post..Grace Descending

I was walking to the train station and it was getting dark so everything was muted and dull. I was watching my feet on the pavement and feeling quite alone in the city of people rushing by.

In a moment, I was swept with an incredible sensation. It was an awareness of all that was alive around me, like when you are looking at the ground and see nothing and the next moment you see ants and worms and the moving grass.

In that moment, walking down the pavement, I felt the soil beneath the bricks and every leaf moving in the trees and even the metal fence palings were humming. I *knew*, suddenly, that no matter how many people I did or did not know, I was never alone. Because I was connected to everyone right then and there, through the air and through living, we were as one. It was though I existed everywhere at once. I was so happy I wanted to cry.

The feeling lasted quite a few delicious minutes. And the memory of it has stayed with me, so that I feel a lightness in my heart thinking about it now.

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Hiro Boga´s last blog post..Grace Descending

It was a rainy night. As we left the cafe and walked to the parking garage, I noticed something white shining on the pavement. It was a sheet of parking validation stickers, unused, with one more sticker than we needed to cover our parking cost.

It was such a little thing, but I felt instantly comforted, seeing this as a reminder from Spirit that, no matter what happens, we are being taken care of. While my husband still has not found a new job, we have both been able to see this as an opportunity for him to market his own business, and we have (mostly) been able to remain positive, ever since that sweet reminder of Grace.

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