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By This is the Kit
Misunderstanding
Ever so weary
Holes in her patience
Tattered and flapping.
And it seems there’s no end
‘Cause the window is closed
And they’re buried in
And nobody knows.
Then the one who is pushing
Opens out and is sharing
Breathing out and is giving
Breathing in and is smiling.
And it opens out
And it saves us all.
Misunderstanding
Saved by the sapling
Sapling was growing.
Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................
A Note From The Gull
To misunderstand is to understand incorrectly, while believing one has understood correctly. How many misunderstandings, little or large, underpin some of our most intractable problems?
Softly, easily, unexpectedly, gently, flexibly and without pride and preoccupation with self, the sapling grows.
Knots can be untied if only we find a way to open up to each other. There are no guarantees because nature has its own ways beyond our comprehension but there is greater likelihood that the invitation of open hearts, doors and windows will encourage the healing that is seeking us to finally enter and do its work.
Have a beautiful week and remember that when we experience mistakes, misfortunes, misplacings, misfirings, missteps, misplays, misinformation, misleadings and misunderstandings, nothing that we do next is written in stone. Our hearts are bigger than anything this world can throw at us.
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.
Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare
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