Hath September | Day 22 | Meditation on fulcrum, scales, and balance Equinox 9/22 | Cait Johnson
September 22, 2012
When the fulcrum is fear
we tip toward cruelty.
When the fulcrum is greed
we tip toward poverty of spirit.
Even on this day of
equal light and dark
there is only
one
instant of perfect balance.
Balance is always moving.
May our still point be compassion.
And may the scales of
our nation move toward hope.
Cait Johnson is the author of six books of spirit-based
nonfiction. She is faculty at the Stonecoast MFA in
Creative Writing Program and a former fellow of the
Black Earth Institute. She also writes and directs
shamanic performance pieces.
September 22, 2012 at 5:47 am
& may it be. & may it be. may it be.
September 23, 2012 at 2:10 pm
I love this, Cait. Not surprising you would choose this day for your poem! My favorite line is “May our still point be compassion.”