Friday, August 7, 2015

From the Notebook of J Michel

Contemplation

White is the color of the New Year,
The color of impending death and change.

The color of darkness and waiting.
The color forgiveness and receiving.
The color of pain and healing.

I am faced with the notion of my impending death
every year;
it never gets any easier.
To remember that white is the color
of light that consumes all flesh,
transforming energy.
To remember that white is not the color of finality,

but of infiniteness –
reaching in all directions,

sweeping away heavens and earth,

the threshold and the high, hidden places,

the rest and the pause,

the becoming and the knowing.

Reaching until it disappears into
the blackness of void,

stripping away flesh and bones.

Creating boundaries.

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