Toni Stone
401 Buck Hollow Rd.
Fairfax, VT 05454
nothing to eat
when i was suffering today i just got it.
it was hard to have all those people one-after-another, asking me to do this, that and those.
sign this check.
talk on the phone to this person. pay this bill.
talk more to someone else.
do this. do that. call them. ask him. send her. leave that message.
put away this thing.
wrap that.
take this.
explain that.
get on the floor, lift weights. order that.
write this.
instruct about that.
make a menu.
cover’s for the books. keep moving=.
keep producing.
no time to fool around.
yes, i was suffering but cheerfully because i was certain there was no way
out of it. no way. so just get it. keep catching myselfin it, using very active suffering to serve still more of the waking up. watch for patterns that turn everything into yesterday. Wendy was watching. she saw herself ni the middle
of an abundant kitchen filled with food, complaining that there was nothing to eat.
inside, she was whining like a little girl but it was entirely inappropriate.
she was surrounded by food. she was struck in disbelief that she actually
caught herself in the lie. she laughed.
she wondered what other patterns she was embedded in but could not see.
