{"id":1018,"date":"2006-09-07T23:56:35","date_gmt":"2006-09-08T07:56:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/?p=1018"},"modified":"2006-09-08T10:14:55","modified_gmt":"2006-09-08T18:14:55","slug":"the-sense-of-opening-space","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chriscorrigan.com\/parkinglot\/the-sense-of-opening-space\/","title":{"rendered":"The sense of opening space"},"content":{"rendered":"<div align=\"center\"><a title=\"Photo Sharing\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/chriscorrigan\/237781630\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"240\" height=\"160\" alt=\"IMG_3435\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/static.flickr.com\/96\/237781630_04754d797d_m.jpg?resize=240%2C160\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p>Just a poem that came to me today, a day in which I&#8217;m opening space here in Prince George:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\"><strong>The sense of things<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">I have seen the texture of space<br \/>\nfelt the sound of silence, falling in a wide open offering<br \/>\ntasted hesitancy and the sweetness of light<br \/>\ntouching time<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">we sense into the most astonishing places together, you and I<br \/>\ninto the tight cracking of possibility<br \/>\nscreaming for release<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">we let the humour of despair rest on our tongues,<br \/>\nchoke our eyes with tears and scour our nostrils<br \/>\nwith tendrils of acrid smoke.<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">we walk together in circles<br \/>\ndizzy with the sensation of silent music<br \/>\nanxious that the soft holding<br \/>\nbe strong enough to withstand the wails of pain and joy<br \/>\nthat accompany liberation<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">I have seen the music of leadership<br \/>\narise to dance with chaos;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">watched the bitterness of hunger<br \/>\nfade into the dark recesses of the palette;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">heard the smooth and cool surface of flow<br \/>\ncourse through networks of veins;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">tasted the colour of peace:<br \/>\nits pure yellow flavour flecked with crimson notes;<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0in\">smelled the birth of worlds and the shifting of lives;<br \/>\nin ever opening space.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Just a poem that came to me today, a day in which I&#8217;m opening space here in Prince George: The sense of things I have seen the texture of space felt the sound of silence, falling in a wide open offering tasted hesitancy and the sweetness of light touching time we sense into the most astonishing places together, you and I into the tight cracking of possibility screaming for release we let the humour of despair rest on our tongues, choke our eyes with tears and scour our nostrils with tendrils of acrid smoke. we walk together in circles dizzy 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