On returning from retreat, Frankston
June 2016
So, how was retreat?
I have become
breakfast, tissues scintillating like Coco Pops;
I am spread thinner than vegemite with the butter showing through.
I have become the sound of softly falling rain.
I am champagne feeling the bubbles rise and burst.
As ripples circling around the duck on the pond
I ripple in all directions.
Driving, I am flying, senses spread from horizon to horizon
the air blowing through me.
Rolling to the red light, I cease to exist in stillness.
I am spread taut across the universe
so the Beloved can play infinite rhythms
upon my membranes.
Delight is shimmering here, and there, can’t you feel it?
I am spread thinner than vegemite with the butter showing through.
I have become the sound of softly falling rain.
I am champagne feeling the bubbles rise and burst.
As ripples circling around the duck on the pond
I ripple in all directions.
Driving, I am flying, senses spread from horizon to horizon
the air blowing through me.
Rolling to the red light, I cease to exist in stillness.
I am spread taut across the universe
so the Beloved can play infinite rhythms
upon my membranes.
Delight is shimmering here, and there, can’t you feel it?
It was
lovely, thank you.
©Tina Shettigara 2016
[Note for
non-Australians: the Australian national breakfast spread, Vegemite, is hated
by just about everyone else in the world, probably because when they first try
it they spread it thick like jam. The only way to eat Vegemite is to spread it
very thin.]
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| https://www.theodysseyonline.com/6-misconceptions-about-vegemite |
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| Ducks on the pond, Brahma Kumari Centre Frankston, photo: Tina Shettigara |
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