We are back home, tired and happy, sleeping late after the creative writing workshops at Willowbrook Glamping over the weekend. Our workshop was called “Companioning Your Greatness”, cribbed from W. B. Yeats’ poem These Are The Clouds. Tony began by looking at that word ‘companion’ etymologically. It means “together or with bread”. I played a supportive role in that workshop, acting as sounding board for Tony’s devisings, and a reader and timekeeper.
I was playing catch up earlier this morning, reading emails that had piled up the Inbox over the weekend. There was one from astrologer Chani Noble announcing the July eclipse season. So, too, the harvest season will get into full swing this month. Early July is about the sign of Cancer, which rules nourishment. Which took me back to bread.
What Bread
What bread nourished you?
What do you need to fill
that yearning in you?
It’s not just the craving
for sweet over sourdough,
or even preferring
to dip your bread in oil
instead of slathering it in butter.
What bread will fill
the hole in your soul?
That pit in your stomach
that belly aches so
and cries More! More!
What bread do you feed the wolf?
What bread do you feed the lion?
What crumbs are left for the eagle?
What carrion?
What bread do you bake
and break?
What bread to you give to yourself?
What do you give unto others?
Copyright 2019 Bee Smith. All rights reserved.
I love this thought-provoking questions, Bee. This gets me in mind of Lammas already. It’s coming.
Cari Ferraro
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Lammas is just the end of the month. Here in no time at all!
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