The Arduous Climb of Mt. Surrender - a Poem

Letting go is up to you

Sep 22, 2024

This week I managed to slice the tip of my finger off—minor mandoline accident in the kitchen—so typing is a little tricky. Therefore, here is a poem.

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Oh my dear finger, how I miss thee, 
I was once complete, how can this be? 
A deceptive blade, a shine I could see, 
Alas, the only one left to blame is me.

Just kidding! Here’s the real poem…

Mount Surrender — The Arduous Climb of Mt. Surrender

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Why do I cling to the ghosts of past sorrow? 
Clawing at phantom limbs of regret 
Flinching at echoes of tales untold, 
Longing for fragments of yesterday.

Why can't I release these heavy chains? 
Let the dreams complete their slumber, 
Break the trance of fleeting hopes, 
Turn away from Siren’s call.

Can I embrace the miracles before me? 
Behold the purity of children’s laughter, 
Dive in an ocean of love and euphoria, 
Perceive the perfection of the present moment.

Origins buried in darkness deep, 
This insatiable hunger stirs, 
To change, grow, evolve, transform, 
A caterpillar thrashing in its cocoon.

I know the truth, though I’ve refused to live it. 
Desire is suffering.
Everything is now.
I am enough.

I’ve resisted, denied, and fought myself. 
I’ve built the mountain that I now climb. 
I stare down to the base, miles away, 
I gaze at the summit, mere steps ahead.

I surrender
To the wind,
Lift me up,
Take me home.

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What I’m Doing This Week

Gratitude

I’m grateful for the efficiency and efficacy of poetry.

Lesson Learned

The only thing truly holding you back is your beliefs.

Listening to

Sabotage by Beastie Boys

Watching

Guy Ritchie has some surprisingly deep thoughts on stories and the profound philosophical meaning we can derive from them.

Reading

JULIA HUBBEL

pulls together solid references, reporting, and her own lived experience in this bold stand against the over-capitalized health industry. I fully agree with her conclusion: put good things into your belly (what it uniquely needs) and your body will thank you.