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Let Me Begin Again
Dear Glacier, Dear Sea
From “Let Me Begin Again” by Major Jackson
of Stars, Dear Leopards disintegrating
at the outer limits of our greed; soon we will
encounter you only in motivational tweets.
Reader, I should have married you sooner.
This time, let me not sleep like the prophet who
believes he’s seen infinity. Let me run
at break-neck speeds toward sceneries
of doubt. I have no more dress rehearsals
to attend. Look closer: I am licking my lips.
I am thinking about Glennon Doyle’s cheetah refrain in Untamed. Doyle asks us to live into our cheetah selves. Our cheetah selves question what we see, run toward fear and doubt, live out loud, do hard things, and lick our lips every sweet and savory moment of life. Our cheetah selves are in life’s arena confronting violence and injustice, building and creating a better world, and loving fully and completely.
What does it mean to begin again?
I have moved a lot in my life. Moving feels like beginning again. Beginning again has happened again and again and again, for me. Beginning again can look like turning away from truth, center, and home. Beginning again — perhaps the beginning again of which Jackson speaks — can also look like turning to truth, center, and home. I am reminded of the fight for survival and against extinction. I am reminded of sacred uncertainty and the invitation of an empty bowl and beginner’s mind. I am reminded of interconnection and ubuntu. I am reminded of the rings of trees and the phases of the moon. May we marry those who strengthen our world.
About Katie
Born in Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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