Showing posts with label Fist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fist. Show all posts

Monday, 14 May 2018

Choose

Unknown


Choose

The single clenched fist lifted and ready,
Or the open asking hand held out and waiting.
Choose:
For we meet by one or the other.

Carl Sandburg


“The open asking hand.” Can hands ask? I do see the question in the hands. And it’s true – we can walk through our day in a posture of readiness – ready to defend, ready to attack, ready for anything; or we can open our hands, we can say “I’m waiting for what comes.” and see it, receive it, possibly even embrace it. The question the hands pose is – are we willing to receive? Are we willing to be open to love and hurt? Every moment we choose one or the other.