(dreams of Eaux Claire)

Things are pretty fucked up right now.
So let’s just put all of that aside.

Take a deep breath together 
And exhale it. Away.
Create a sacred place.
Here. Now.
This has been an exhilarating day.
But let’s create some stillness now
To concentrate everything that has happened.
Here In this space.
Create a moment now
Where there is no forward or backward.
Only the infinite now.
In which we are together.
I want you to feel each other’s presence.
The wind. The spirit moving around us
We mostly never notice.
Notice it now.
We will never be together again exactly like this.
This exact group will never gather here again.
Look around you.
Let’s share this air, this place.
Feel the uniqueness of this One.
I am here.
I am alive.
This is a miracle.

A queried the cards about ECF. I pulled the three of cups, a card about reunion. I have pulled the three of cups before. It predicted the livestream months before it happened. The orginal draft of that poem (Three of Cups ) specifically referenced “going to Eaux Claire”, but I removed it from the final edit to make the poem less painfully specific.