May I make a suggestion for your Monday? I know it’s a busy day ahead. Kids who need raising, a home that needs tending, laundry that needs folding, emails that need sending, bills that need paying, papers need writing, websites need coding, clients need meetings, important work needs doing: so many verbs.
The day is very full for you already, I know. It’s early morning here and already I’m running through the long list of verbs for my day, too. I haven’t even finished my first mug of tea and my list is long.
So here is my suggestion: Read a bit of poetry today.
So impractical, I know. There are many ways to pray. But still, consider it. Perhaps Mary Oliver or Luci Shaw? Maybe an anthology of old favourites? Maya Angelou? Langston Hughes? W.S. Merwin? Rilke? Hafiz, the Sufi poet, is an old favourite. I’ve had my eye caught by Nayyirah Waheed lately, too.
This morning, I decided on Wendell Berry. I needed someone who loves this life and yet writes with a bit of an edge, an impatience and anger, behind the beauty of original life.
Start perhaps with “The Peace of Wild Things” and remember that:
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things….
Finish your poetry reading – it doesn’t have to be long – with Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front and remember , friends, to “every day do something that won’t compute.”
“Practice resurrection,” he says.
There is so much to do, I know it, too. Snatch a few minutes of being human back from the endless accomplishing. If you want to do something today that just doesn’t compute to the mad modern world centred on production and do-do-do and go-go-go here is my suggestion: read a bit of poetry today.
Productivity isn’t always the boss of us.