GO SLOW

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GO SLOW

I rush for where
the thistles and moss
will absorb the sounds
of my racing mind
and where the thudding
of my heart
can run alongside
those of the others
escaping their enemies,
running toward survival,
until we are one organism,
moving madly, at first,
and then, as though
in spontaneous awareness
of an internal need,
we pause, and slow,
and it’s the greatest
silence we have ever known,
sonorous and pure,
and we can hear
the ladybug flap her wings,
though she decides to stay,
and the grass is heaving
its gratitude for the earth
sustaining it from below.
The birds slice through sky
to nestle in the treetops,
their every movement
conducing a forest symphony
for our delighted ears.
Our own heartbeats
are making sweet music,
calm, rhythmic now,
because we, too, have stayed,
one for the other,
under the watchful moon
and the playful sun.

– Tammy Takahashi

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My Book – Your Holiday Gift!

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Just as I sat down to write this message about my book, I opened up some new proofreading work: an essay about how much money Europeans spend on books per year. I love synchronicity!

What with Thanksgiving passing by, and the winter holidays around the corner, and colder weather seeping in, along with it, the desire to cuddle up and get cozy with a cup of tea or coffee or anything pumpkin or cinnamon spiced … isn’t it a great time to treat yourself to a book to curl up with, and some poems to awaken a few dreams and memories, and spark the imagination? There are so many brilliant wordsmiths out there I’m so grateful to be able to know and read, and I’m more honoured than I can express to be among them. As I hunker down to work on several new projects (poetry, fiction), I sit here with gratitude that my book, LAND, has found its way into the world, and been so warmly received. A holiday gift for you and yours!

PS: the essay I proofread determined that Europeans are spending MORE on books than they have in recent years. YAY! I truly believe that reading is not a hobby, or optional, really. Reading is like breathing. It gives you the world and then makes it bigger. It is life.

 

Get the book HERE!

A poem for hope on a very important day in history.

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Today is a new day.
There is a little less here today
than there was before,
and there is also a little more.
Everyday, the moon
grows to perfect expansion,
or contracts until we are
in our night of darkness.
Everyday, we reflect
on what no longer serves us,
and build the courage
to invite more of what we need:
for our growth,
for the betterment of a world
that doesn’t need us,
and needs us fully,
and welcomes us so dearly.
Everyday, as dawn breaks,
and we peel the glorious
wreckage of night from our skin,
and shake loose from the dreams
of shattered yesterdays
and broken tomorrows,
we take a moment too look
for what as arrived, again,
just the same, and a little different,
anticipating our full participation
that can alter it all,
the course of our future,
in one small instant.
Today is the day to begin.
One decision, and liberation is ours.
One breath in the name of love,
and love is forever ours.

– Tammy Takahashi