just for fun

puzzle pieces are meant to be wonky

If we were all the same
there'd be no space to try things out
to make mistakes
to try again
another way

we might just roll along the same old way
or sit real still
afraid to play

I'd rather be all lumpy
and take the road that's

cos you never know
who you might meet
if you don't take off your socks and show
your funny jumpy feet


where do you lose your self?

Where do you lose your self
and find your connection
to the ground
to your feet
to the air around you

Where do you forget time
and remember the touch
of a moment
the smell
of immanence

Where do you let go the story 
and gather the notes
of the tune
that swirls all around you

Where do you drop all the pieces
and express
from your essence

Where do you forget separation
and remember
we are one

I can't spin like a Sufi or fly like Fonteyn but in the moments when I step into the flow and allow 'the spirit to move me' I lose my self and find oneness. Thandie Newton puts it so well. Thank you to all of my wonderful friends for sharing the dance.

And you, where do you lose your self?
I'd love to know