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LETTING DAYS OF PEACE

Wrangling can be loose and fun and easy in peace, but twas that awful wrangling that didn’t help a thing, like tangling with tainted hurt in the thicket. It was hard and labored agitatedly, extra expended but things not wiped up and left to rot, burdened.

Peace is not hard but it can be durable. It’s like gravity. Just let our lassos loose.

Letting is easy. Letting is like letting. It can be like dropping. It’s like sitting. It’s like moving, too, moving into the next moment. It’s like drinking. Sit, sip and listen. It’s like a fruit plate, picked casually, sliced with relish. It’s anything made out of beans. It’s like wiping up the table, sweeping the porch, happy. It’s like being slow and deliberate or slow and relaxed. It’s like being fast and easy gamboling flying gallups or fast and paced thunder stampede, where thunder is peace and lightning release.

Letting can be letting people be what they proclaim to be. If Christ is peace, let all Christians be peace. If Buddha is peace, let all Buddhists be peace. If Allah is peace, let all Muslims be peace. If Judaism is peace, let all Jews be peace. If Earth is peace, let all pagans be peace. If Brahman is peace, let all Hindus be peace. Advaita. Whatever milk encompasses with its teets.

If we are like cowboys, we, if we are a cowboy. A people like a cowboy, we can just let our lasso loose. All the people adding up to this cowboy. All the people feeling the heart of this cowboy. This cowboy who finds peace. Embroidered roses, crying, not a sissy. This cowboy who walks on the range, who likes the cycles, the seasons, the harmonica, compadres and crickets. The path, the poncho, the burro, the path.

Sure-footedness, the path opening a way up the rock, evaporation, opening up the hill, evaporation, hill imparting ascent to this cowboy made of people, condensation. This cowboy made of people has eyes, wise, Clint Eastwood’s, wise. Hands tired of that awful wrangling. We are this cowboy.

Why did you wrangle? Don’t step on mother’s roses. Just let them bloom, drop open, path.

~ Lady

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