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I AM interested in your I AM

  • Graham Westwell
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In between the polarities

       of this

             and that

                I AM

 

I AM interested in your I AM.

 

Ah so!

Ah so!     (Ram Dass reminds me)[i]

 

“It doesn’t interest me what you do

              for a living”

(whispers Oriah Mountain Dreamer, from inside the frame of her poem on the top of the metal filing cabinet, in the staffroom at Wigan & Leigh College, 2004 – challenging me to be present each time; to I and thou)[ii]

 

but I do want to

         open my heart

                           to love &

         I AM interested

                                in you

                         doing the

same (shares Graham, November 2024, in the group where they’re not sure if they’re being interesting enough; realising what an old wound this must be …)

 

- for us, for all of us (in the fourth world, cries Roy Harper; I sing along, tears on my face)[iii]

 

because, I know that

when we go beyond

                  the polarities of

                            this and that

            then we can meet

                       in a place

                            where love is

                  not questionable

                                    or questioned

                                                (Rumi awakens me to this)[iv]

 

I AM interested in your I AM

 

© Graham Westwell, 11 November 2024 – 20 March 2025.



Notes and resources

[i] Ram Dass ... sitting by the fire ...


 

“We are coming together on the path to meet, to recognize one another, and to share maps, and to realise that the maps are part of it, but behind the maps – here we are.” Ram Dass, Naropa University, 1974.

 

[ii]  The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer


We had this poem inside a frame in the staffroom at W&L College. You can read the original here:



 

[iii] Roy Harper, ‘The Fourth world’.

 

This song does contain swear words. Please don’t listen to it if you’re offended by such words.

My dog is named Harper.

 

I remember playing and talking about this song at a residential weekend, when I was training to be a Person-Centred Counsellor, back in 2000.

 

 

[iv] Rumi, ‘A great wagon’, excerpt:

 

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,

there is a field. I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,

the world is too full to talk about.

Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other”

doesn’t make any sense.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.

Don’t go back to sleep.

You must ask for what you really want.

Don’t go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth across the doorsill

where the two worlds touch.

The door is round and open.

Don’t go back to sleep.”

 
 
 

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