Monday, October 15, 2007

examing my teeth in the mirror (my love affair with flossing)

look at this body of parts so mechanical, look at it go. look at it opening closing and coming and going. look at it keeping itself alive, i just refuel.

look at this perfectly perfect machine, just flawless in all of it's physical features. so graceful embracing what's rolling around it so clumsy expressing the soul that abounds.

to other bodies
of parts
of experience.

but even these words - these movements - are beautiful.

and in those rare moments when we truly appreciate that everything is an expression of the divine, we are able to truly experience the soul.
mingling seemlessly with every other soul.
expressing perfection perfectly
no need for words. like the sound of fluttering butterflies
where it's more like a feeling.

i feel as i hear
i taste as i see


Anonymous Anonymous said...


Monday, October 15, 2007 9:08:00 a.m.  
Blogger carrie said...

my back hurts.

no, but i love this writing.

it just made me think about how my back is all jacked up.

Monday, October 15, 2007 9:37:00 a.m.  

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