Monday, November 19, 2012

To Break Your Heart

So, Kiran and I started this blog to talk about Brene Brown's new book Daring Greatly. I dare to say, and apologize to Kiran, that I am still on page 1. So, my promise this week is to read said first chapter and report back. It is Thanksgiving and I will actually have some few minutes in all the movement to hold the thoughts in reflection.

In the meantime, read a little bit about why I'm excited from another lovely voice here.

One of the main things Brene talks about in her books is her research on vulnerability, shame, and wholehearted living. When I first heard her speak, I thought immediately of this poem. I've always been a fan of Mary Oliver and this is one of my favorites.


Lead
Here is a story
to break your heart.
Are you willing?
This winter
the loons came to our harbor
and died, one by one,
of nothing we could see.
A friend told me
of one on the shore
that lifted its head and opened
the elegant beak and cried out
in the long, sweet savoring of its life
which, if you have heard it,
you know is a sacred thing,
and for which, if you have not heard it,
you had better hurry to where
they still sing.
And, believe me, tell no one
just where that is.
The next morning
this loon, speckled
and iridescent and with a plan
to fly home
to some hidden lake,
was dead on the shore.
I tell you this
to break your heart,
by which I mean only
that it break open and never close again
to the rest of the world.

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