By Cheryl Renee Long
I went out of my way to see and hear popular poet David Whyte. I could read his poetry in his exquisite backpack book, but no, it was his voice I wanted to hear.
I fought rush hour traffic that day to see him and to hear him read his own work. I wanted to understand his internal path to his unique ideas. Perhaps he is informed by his mother’s ancient Irish tradition; I don’t know, but he takes me new places.
David Whyte arrived to a full house, and he read my favorite poems. For over an hour, his hypnotic voice filled the room. People paid rapt attention-writing in tiny journals, falling under his spell.
When he finished, 300 people started to breathe again, looking at each other with amazement in their eyes. After the reading, David signed books, standing to greet people close up, face to face. He had an exchange with each person including me.
I commented that the theme of the evening seemed to be children. He agreed, and I gave him a warm smile of thanks.
“Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweetDavid Whyte, The House of Belonging
confinement of your aloneness
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.”
As I stepped away, my hand moved to the collar of my hooded coat. Precisely at the moment I left David, my hand found a long lost silver feather pin under my collar, a precious pin, given to me with love that I thought I had lost.
I thought: a magical intended coincidence!
In the next moment my hand went to my pocket, and there I found a long lost turquoise bracelet.
It might be easy enough to say, “Well Cheryl, you only wear this dressy Pendleton coat a few times a year.”
But I know, during the time with David Whyte, something in me slipped through into a parallel reality. My new year cycle initiated just then. The old year ended, and the new year began with recovering something invisible yet visible and sacred.
5 thoughts on “Finding Lost Things”
Cheryl, your watercolour owl is exquisite!
Thank you so much Sigridh. The original is 22”X30”. I sold the original to a Native American woman. I have exquisite smaller giclee prints available as well.
Sigridh, thanks so much for following along!
That was lovely, Cheryl. Thank you for sharing. Looking forward to receiving more as you travel this year.
Cheryl is thrilled you’re following this blog!