What if
you allowed yourself
to be a fist
in the presence of
your enemies? Not to
raise a fist, but to be one:
carry your whole being
in a ball and
resist the blows while you hold tight
to yourself? And when
the conflict is over,
with no memory of violence
against another: the fist
you were is gone,
you’re an open hand again.
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December 17th, 2009 at 4:47 pm
have to agree with tanya there.. better
and harder
but there is nothing like that open hand..
nice school of thought here
December 17th, 2009 at 5:18 am
I like this. Better than forgiveness…forgetting. Nice.
December 20th, 2009 at 3:39 pm
Thanks, all. I wish I was more like this…