[Thespiritexpress] Poem Sacred Stench and also, I need a ride. . .

[Riantee Rand]

If anyone is going to Santa Rosa on Monday I would need a ride to the airport, airplane leaving at 3:00
I would be happy to pay for the gas.
Riantee

> 
> Sacred Stench
>             From Putrefaction to Purification
>  
> When I took the organic garbage
> to the compost pile this morning
> the putrefaction was underway;
> it stunk!
>  
> Through a process of decomposition
> those left-overs
> that once were a favorite food
> slowly rot,
> releasing a stench
> close to unbearable.
>  
> Could I throw in 
> my secret feelings and emotions,
> my undisclosed cravings and fears
> my hidden hurts and disappointments?
>  
> It might stink even more
> and really upset me
> if I try to look into it too closely,
> but I know
> that if I let it settle for a while
> all refuse will turn into new soil.
>  
> Sensuous earthworm will dig small channels
> activating the process of oxygenation
> for a new breath;
> the soil will be renewed,
> a scent
> of the good earth we all are made from
> will replace the old.
>  
> The good gardener doesn’t recoil
> from putrefaction,
> it encourages it;
> the sacred investigator
> doesn’t recoil from unsavory feelings,
> it knows that pus,
> when draining the boil,
> is inevitable for purification and healing;
> the holy warrior doesn’t fear
> the greediness and exploitation
> of the oppressor,
> it knows
> the undoing of the planet
> to be a necessary step
> for the trans-formation
> that will disclose
> our  new world, 
> our new form.

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