2Healing MinistryVolume 16, Number 1, Winter 2009
Our days are made of varied ages andaltering composition.Layers of change throughout time and space. To feel the changesthat have been madedoes not requirethe minds knowing aloneof whereone thing ends andanother begins.Nor is thehearts feeling enough.We need a gut that senses change. An intuition thatsenses the shiftingplates and layersof life. We need aheart and a mind that will trustthe gut.In us,down deep and beneathare movements we cannot see,upheavals we will never see,shifts we cannot know will come.We can sense them.We can lean forward atthe first stirrings bend intothem and suppose or hunch.It is the gut that noticesthis larger terrainthis immensesliding. It is the gut thatfeels its way through changinglandscape. The eye may not see, the mind,it may not know, the heart may not feel, but the gut senses. The gut holds onto shudders and rumbles. Thegut explores valleys andhills, the faults andplates of thetopology of our lives. The gut knows nothingof fur and feathers,of brocade and silk.It holds no hope in the fineand the soft: amidthe smooth and refined. The heart and the mind, they loll themselves to sleepin the finery. Casting their eyes on the silt and laceof low grade terrain;
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