Circles
“Within
the circles of our lives
we dance
the circles of the years,
the
circles of the seasons
within the
circles of the years,
the cycles
of the moon
within the
circles of the seasons
the
circles of our reasons
within the
cycles of the moon.
Again,
again we come and go,
changed,
changing. Hands
join,
unjoin in love and fear,
grief and
joy. The circles turn,
each
giving into each, into all.
Only music
keeps us here,
each by
all the others held.
In the
hold of hands and eyes
we turn in
pairs, that joining
joining
each to all again.
And then
we turn aside, alone,
out of the
sunlight gone
into the
darker circles of return.”
Wendell
Berry (Earth Prayers, p.286)
For me, Wendell Berry is
unmatched in the humanness of his poetry. This is a fine
representation of his understanding of the natural cycles, for one
year's end and another year's beginning. We do, whether we're aware
of it or not, and whether it's acknowledged or not, live within the
circles of life; of time and season, of life, death and rebirth.
Rather than being a linear movement, as time is often depicted, it is
circular and in the form of a spiral, beginning at the bottom, and
moving upward. During our ascent, many people and experiences come
our way, we join and release, we gather and disperse. In all of it,
we are one lone human being, and at the same time, many. From each
encounter we gain a new perspective—become a different person. I am
reminded of an ant-line in which the ants move along in both
directions, and as they pass each other, they momentarily touch
antennae. That's what we do. People come and go. Some join longer,
some shorter. The year's end is a good time to remember the people
who, whether our joining was long or short, have touched antennae with
us along the way.
I like to think
back—simply because I have many decades behind me—to each period
of my life. Who was there? Who influenced me? Who gave me life, who
broke my heart? What gifts did each of them bring? Whether their
influence overall seemed positive or negative, what did I learn from
the touching of our antennae? If you believe that there are no
mistakes, that everything happens for a reason, then these encounters
have meaning and in figuring out the gifts, we create even more
meaning for ourselves.
Just as Thoreau wrote in
Walden that his purpose for going into the woods was: “I wanted
to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the
marrow of life,” we can live at that deeper level too if we
choose. This day, the final day of the year, and of the decade, is a
perfect time to reflect on the lessons learned, the lives entwined
and released, during this decade. A new cycle begins tomorrow.
In the Spirit,
Jane
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