Navajo Woman Weaver Spinning Wool - 1960's

Invisible Weaver

In the center eye of the storm
of unceasing change
there is a center calm
a soulful balm of knowing.

In the outer process 
of polarity tensions,
of "for every action
there is an opposite and equal reaction",
of feedback loops,
of things becoming untied,
of things flying loose,
of hurricanic sea changes,
of seeming pain,
there is 
a mysterious homeostasis
a vital balance 
for us to cocreate,
for us to sustain.

Still yet 
paradoxically 
there is a not-me, a not-we, an I-We
Divine Feminine Mother (go) figure
an all embracing Weaver woman of All
change and changing change,
in the background of backgrounds
in the center of centers,
that invisibly holds
at work weaving and 
interweaving the contrasting threads
the necessary conflicts
the creative tensions
into one-whole tapestry of truth 
peace and justice,
beautiful should we behold.
She's a center that tenderly holds us
in the earthquake, wind and fire,
in the freedom and turbulence, 
in the always be-coming
that gives us new birth,
again, again and again
in her tapestry of Love.
Trust the Beloved Weaver.
Trust the open-ended loving artistry.
Cherish the tapestry
Cherish the weaver
Cherish the change
Cherish the moving threads
that creatively compose our lives.

~ Ron Bell
8-19-14