On the Cusp…

On the Cusp…

Of What?

 

A few nights ago, about 1:45 a.m., I found myself fighting with Siri.

I had slept, awaken, and slept again.  In this new awakening, searching for the doorway back to sleep-blessed-sleep, oddly enough, the word, cusp, kept floating, circling around me.

I wondered, in my dazed half-sleep-half-wake:

Are we standing on a cusp?
Are we at a cusp?
In a cusp?

Surely something cusp-like is happening.

Wait.  What does cusp even effing mean?

Pondering happened.
Foggy sleepy pondering.
I needed help.

Siri!

My phone, on the other side of the room to prevent pandemic early morning doom scrolling for a certain despot president’s next irrational step, refused to yield the definition.

I was dealing with Surly Siri, Snot-Phone-Girl, 1:45 a.m. version.

“I’ve found information on cusp.  Here it is”, she said, sullenly, dropping into deep silence.

GRRRRRRR.

Request repeated.

“I found an answer.  It is displayed on your iPhone,” said Siri.

GRRRRRRR.

Eventually, I did manage to wiggle down, release my technological resentment, snuggle into dog-warmth and sleep.  Finally, at dawn, my favorite moment of all the day’s moments, on my own accord, I found these definitions:

Cusp:

• A point of transition between two different states
• A pointed end where two curves meet

Hum.
Cusp.

~~~
Spring and birds.
Snow melting.
Light shifting.
Daylight-whatever-changing.
So many earth-changes.

The earth awakens
Again.

We are blessed.

We are 
Truly blessed 
To be here.
To be alive
Here
Right here,

That our earth is coming back to us,
That spring emerges.

We are blessed.

Cusp—long endless winter
Melting
Into spring.

~~~
Another 
Cusp.

From lockdown 
To
….????

From sheltering in place
To 
….???

I have so many questions, folks.  

For you–What might be ending?
For you–What might be beginning?
For you–What losses did you outlive this year?
For you–What did you learn?
For you–What do you hope for?

 For me—
This is what I know to be true:

Aruni, 

Go slowly.
Continue to create the circumstances
That bring you safety.
Eat food that is real.
Tell somebody what you are feeling.
Move your body.
Bathe in the delicious season change.

Dear Aruni,
There is 
Absolutely
No rush.
~~~
Dear Community,

I am fascinated
And
Awed
By the opportunities we have
To enter this new world,
This new moment,
With mindful presence,
With choice,
With consideration.

Please consider joining me for a live streaming zoom retreat
April 9-11th

As we individually and collectively move forward, into spring, outliving this year of COVID, let’s together draw upon yogic principles of mindful presence to create choices for ourselves.

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Within this theme of melting and flowing, of winter to spring, of lockdown to doors opening, I’ve been somewhat obsessed with snow and ice morphing into running water.  Here are two home-grown videos, far less than perfect, yet both showing us movement and return.