the diff. ..

There is a very "open" sporting club in town, which I have much relished affiliating with - when I am in town (for mental, physical, and social reasons). But as the club's coach (from an Eastern culture) opens his wings, and does an amazing job of lifting the tone, the capacity, and the prowess of the club, he initiates an interaction with me, on a social-game night, focussed on my "unprofessional clothing", then taking my questioning as a sign of insubordination. I stay calm. I wave goodbye to him, as often I have done before, across the club meeting, at the end. But I need to process this further.

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Oh God I’m here and somewhat smarting for

he chipped me in a public place and then

his culture leads him to miss some things or

to emphasise some others or to spend

his focus or attention on what we

Australians (or it might be just my clan)

have never cared that much for, or don’t see

them as of much importance. That there man.

And yet he is my brother under you

“Our father - who’s in Heaven (so Earth too)..”

But he had not seemed like this. This seems new!

This is a shock - but there’ll be quite a few 

if we’re to have community that’s real.

I smart, and that’s ok I s’pose. It’s growth.

And this disclosure is my chance to have

a growth mindset, as well as open up.

“Ephatha!” was the word to dumb & deaf

man, and I (often) am a bit bereft

of wise and open words - “taken” or “left”,

while open still to wisdom's way that’s  deft.

So I will take this into me with you

in mind, as well as open at my heart

to your true word from heaven that came due-

ly, at the right time. Your creative art

is sculpture: making golden apples in

a setting of a silver background, which

is fitting, and has beauty. You have bin

done taking time to give more than “your pitch”.

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