ACTION SPEAKS LOUDER THAN WORDS

GAS: Poetry Art & Music, 2024

Our screens hide secrets in plain sight, showing worlds we don’t understand but somehow find familiar, a cipher for mixed-up times. The numbers line up, the tumblers click. Words don’t teach. Playing does. Intuition is a kind of physics, a tuned-in now, a mysticism available to anyone, a logic never to be found written out in a book, a blackboard or a lesson plan. Real learning is a look in the mirror that makes me look again, a loud “yew” that gets me to laugh out loud, a story that connects the dots of my understanding.

Measure weigh compare think. Carry climb jump move. Breathe feel dream observe. Three modes of being, mind body spirit, adjusting to the speed of life, finding it, speaking it, spelling it out and editing it down until every distraction is gone. May I let what I have to say be remembered easily. Finding out where I’m at is worth the trouble. Listening to what I’m being told gets me to see what I’m carrying around. Leaning into what’s coming is something surfers do. There’s no fussing about it. Action speaks louder than words.