When we do something, even small things, it is important to the world and others. Our words and actions call out to the world and others. We invoke the world to respond and share something important with us.
William Stafford wrote about being a person. Who we are is what calls to us and our response to it. The call gives us purpose and voice. In our dreams and imagination, we find that calling, that sense of purpose.
Perhaps, it is about becoming the person who we are, and not just being the person who stands in this spot and moment. We are always becoming a person that we cannot fully imagine and anticipate in advance, but somehow that person resembles who we were just a moment ago.
Paulo Coehlo said that “It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” In dreaming, we are always becoming a new person and the uncertainty of that makes life interesting for us and others.
Be a person here. Stand by the river, invoke
the owls. Invoke winter, then spring.
Let any season that wants to come here make its own
call. After that sound goes away, wait.
A slow bubble rises through the earth
and begins to include sky, stars, all space,
even the outracing, expanding thought.
Come back and hear the little sound again.
Suddenly this dream you are having matches
everyone’s dream, and the result is the world.
If a different call came there wouldn’t be any
world, or you, or the river, or the owls calling.
How you stand here is important. How you
listen for the next things to happen. How you breathe.
ivonprefontaine
Teacher as Transformer 
Well said
Thank you.
My pleasure ♡
You said it very beautifully here, Ivon. We are not alone, but we are one. With everything.
Thank you for a wonderful comment.
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
HOW PERSONABLE IT IS! 😀 GOOD GOING IVON!
Thank you Jonathan.
All the great sages spoke of our connectivity not only to others but all things.
In the initial four hours of a stroke where her left brain shut down, Jill Bolte Taylor in the shower could not tell where her arm began and the wall ended. She had merged with her environment.
When we live life fully and enjoy the moment we live in, we do merge and become one with the environment.
Lovely 😊