Zietgest: Against all Odds

>> Friday, April 29, 2011

Heather Dorniden of the University of Minnesota races the 600m at the Big 10 Indoor Track Championships. She reminds what a race really is about. What life is really about. We will fall. We can rise.

So grab this world by its clothespins and shake it out again and again and jump on top and take it for a spin and when you hop off shake it again for this is yours - Anis Mojgani


Poetry Slam: Apology to My Unborn by Bassey Ikpi (Def Poetry Jam)

>> Wednesday, April 27, 2011

You all know my love for poetry slams - and this one doesn't fail to provoke a intake of breath and a  "wow".

I fear that you will never sleep

that like these fingers long and too thin

to hold rings or commitments

you will inherit your mother’s insomnia

your father's restless spirit

Child, I wish I could quiet all your questions

tell you the exact number of stars in the sky

Wish I could show you where the moon goes at sunrise

I want to give you one morning worth rising for

I pray that you will close your eyes

see the world through the only thing

I have fit to pass down to you

this heart of a dreamer

But I want you stronger sooner

want you kind and brave

want you unafraid to fight

for what you believe and need

want you beautiful and free

want you nothing like your mother

this girl trembling before each new day

this girl frightened of herself

love this girl who finds the word ‘woman’

a cloak too heavy to don most days

you deserve someone who wears the moniker like banner

carries easy like sun in summer

but, child, what can I tell you of peace

when you were probably conceived in a cacophony of questions

Still, I think of you as possible

can feel the breath of God light against your skin

can hear you, softness, eyes closed laughing

real as the beating staccato against my chest

I wish that we are not too much like shadow and brick

voices thrown against walls

these hands are tired of building

I want you to like me

To know me

To know me now

In moments like this

your mother lays awake

watching, yet, another morning from the wrong side

practicing slow this breathing that will one day usher you into this world

I still fear that you will never know sleep

but I know that I need your laughter

need the gentle curve of your fingers

need your eyes locked on mine

need you here,


for balance

I still think you deserve more than

this threat of me as your mother

still attempting her own world of colored things

but child, just promise me that you will be, eventually

I need your possibility

like I need a night worth sleeping for


Marriage is an Adventure in Faith

>> Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Epic proposal (bollywood style) by Aayush for Ambika at Pier 39 in San Francisco

A quiet leap you will take
every day for the rest
of your lives

It is time now
to truly trust each other.
Not just with what is highest
and best in you
but with your

Trust each other with your shadows
And be patient with them.
And let That trust be the bridge that
reaches across moments of

Don't strand yourself
on separate shores
for long.
Cross that bridge
before sleeping.

Empty your pillows of pride
You will sleep better and besides --
There is a bigger point then the one
You are trying to make when you
are trying to prove you are
right -- or wronged.

Remember what Rumi said:
Love too is a furnace
And ego, its fuel.
Make that furnace burn bright.
Gratitude speaks its own
secret language of

What you truly acknowledge
Truly is yours.
Invite your heart to be grateful
and your thank yous will be heard
even when you don't use words.

Cherish both closeness and distance
The gaps are a gift,
they give you
both room to grow
and room to dance in.
Celebrate your differences.
Look up at the sky
at that constantly
changing blue

Both constant
and changing.
No different
from you.

Only once in all time
Will there be two
people like you

Two journeys joined
In exactly this way
An irrepeatable connection
real and unrehearsed
What will you choose to do
With the miracle of that truth?

May it be your gateway
(Not your boundary)
May it be your doorway
To meeting the world
inside and out with
more and more


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