If I Could, Our Precious World

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If I could love all the trees
newly planted, in their infancy,
until they grew tall and strong,
faster than we could
ever have imagined, I would,
not because I want to
play with time
or the natural order of things,
but because
I see a world starved
of breath and connection,
and an entire system
of our mothers and protectors
severed at the roots,
withered and isolated,
and I don’t know what else to do.
If I could bring water
to where it runs dry, I would.
I would carry it from where
it has spilled over
and caused so much wreckage,
and bring it to where
there is so much thirst and famine.
I would ask the wind
to take kindly to us,
and grace us with secret wisdom
hidden in sweet, warm breezes
until we know how to handle
with equanimity and stillness,
all that the great gales carry.
I would inject the sun and sky
with the life force
of all the love that still exists,
and ask it, every morning,
to heal what is broken,
and remind us of gratitude.
If I could, I would paint, or sew,
or write our happy world
into existence, and it would appear,
and we would shake our heads
and marvel at how long
we chose to live in such suffering.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

Peaceful Heart

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Oh, how it aches to look to the world,
with a genuine heart for discovery,
only to see myself reflected there,
to find worry etched in the furrowed
brows of clouds dense in a dark sky,
and fear playing out its dismal dance
in the cacophonous cries of wild things
fighting for their lives in the cold dawn.
To know that it takes the will of gods
to penetrate through the conditionings
etched like fine art onto my bones,
so that I can see them dissolve and go,
so that I can see more of what I know.
And then I see: a breath, an opening.
There is a freedom in this, this knowing
that it must begin here, with me,
in my desire to create the life I want
by turning my kind gaze to myself,
to find my superpower as the goddess
of a brand new world of my making,
with the power to unleash the worry
from the clouds of brightest white,
to turn screeches into melodious sounds,
to write my loving, peaceful heart
onto the walls of our shared experience.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

What Kind of Day Will You Have?

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Where will you go today?
Are you excited
thinking about it?
Sometimes I, too,
wake up to
such a sun and sky
that I’m sure the feelings
can no longer be contained
in this one body
on this one day.
May your day be
precious and exciting
and give you great joy.
May it fulfill a lifelong dream,
and be full of surprises.
May you be open to
surprises just like these.
And if, in the event
that such a place is
more than a little scary –
sometimes I, too,
wake up to such fear
that the world contracts
and barrels toward me
and I can’t find my
way back into it –
May you be open
to exploring your fear,
and may you have
the love and support
that can carry you through
this journey with ease.
May we all live, breathe,
dream and create peace,
and the magical world
we want to live it. – TS

The World of Us

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Even now, we remember where freedom is, from where it cannot be taken away, and so I look in the mirror, and find not only myself, but all of my sisters and brothers, mothers and fathers, daughters and sons. We are all over the globe and we are also infinite. I find each of us standing in all our beautiful time-worn humility, experiences etched on our faces, stories unfurling from our hearts like the thread that is already saving the world. We breathe are beauty and our love, and so the world is made. – TS

The Space Between Us

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There is nothing more
I’d like on this cold and
clouded wintry morning,
than to sit in the warmth
that is only one of the
day’s many blessings,
and lay bare our
stories, through
our silence too,
hands wrapped around
mugs as we watch the
steam rise in the space
between us,
which is no space
at all, and grow
our hearts so big
that they can shelter
everyone in the
world who needs it. – TS