Mallorcan Midwife Toad (photo credit Wikipedia)
I’m not generally a huge fan of poetry, but love to hear it brought alive by being spoken. One or two reminders about the Wenlock Poetry festival had come to me over the last few days, and as my husband is a lover of poetry, we made a late decision to go along. I was drawn to someone I’d not heard of, David Whyte, with a session advertised as:
Solace: The Art of Asking the Beautiful Question, which went on to say
Each one of us grows into a steadily unfolding story where the horizon gets broader and more mysterious, ………
Intriguing I thought.
We didn’t have tickets, and when we got to the box office were told that the poet my husband wanted to hear (Glyn Maxwell) was sold out, and that they only had one ticket left for David Whyte. Oh no! We could have given up and gone home, but not to be thwarted, we went back to the car to re-group and eat our sandwiches (as you do!). We knew there was another box-office in the town, so walked there to ask. We were told we could get in on the door for Glyn Maxwell, and that the other box office would have the tickets for David Whyte.
So, we were able to enjoy the story behind the ‘Mallorcan Midwife Toad‘ as told by Glyn Maxwell (an award winning British poet and writer) in a tiny Methodist Church, squashed on wooden pews with a scent of lilies in the air.
But what about David Whyte? I didn’t want to give up on the Art of Asking the Beautiful Question, so we walked the half mile back to the first box office, to ask again. (I think my husband was angling for a pint, or at least a cup of tea with a scone). We were hoping to mug someone for their tickets, but didn’t need to as a batch of tickets from the second box office had apparently just been released, and were now available in this box office. As someone who used to work in IT, the idea of juggling paper tickets between two box-offices, (in conjunction with the existence of an online booking system that didn’t appear to come into the equation), seemed quite quaint. Were carrier pigeons used to transport the tickets between box offices, we wondered?
So, was it worth it? Most definitely! An inspiring poet and philosopher with a beautiful voice, leaving you with so many ideas and questions to ponder.
And what has this to do with warriors? As we came home, my husband said that if he’d not been with me, he’d maybe have given up. I’ve been working with warrior postures this week, and am convinced they give me tenacity, determination and perseverance. I also think that through practicing yoga, I’m much more open to and aware of the messages from my intuition leading me to opportunities that enrich and enliven my life.
You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.
Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.
© David Whyte: Excerpted from SWEET DARKNESS
In THE HOUSE OF BELONGING: Many Rivers Press