Prosa before Plantear

The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth’s dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart-

Never in a million years would I have envisioned that poetry and prose would be at the forefront of helping me heal: Knee surgery, back surgery, fractured neck, shattered orbital bone and too many other injuries to bore you with before the weekend begins. Although, injuries and rehabilitation are places where the human spirit is most vulnerable. It’s within these planes of vulnerability that literature and the arts have the greatest resonance.

Everyone reading today, is at some point touched ever so gently by an injury, either personally or through the experiences of a close friend or family member. None of us, NONE of us, are immune to the frailties and limitations of the human body. The burgeoning of the Inter-Webz, FaceTube and YouBook has shoved down our throat a wealth of information. However, the excessive amounts of “facts” at our disposal do not necessarily make it easier to cope with the fears and unknowns of illness, injury and loss. This, I believe, is where the Arts and Humanities fit in. *Long time readers have noticed the changes around here.*

When I started this blog over two years ago, I had no idea that my life would veer toward literature and the healing arts. Poetry, prose, the arts have reminded me that healing is a multi-dimensional process, being spiritually healthy is far more important to me now.


The arts and the humanities are critical elements in our life, and I am truly grateful that they have a home here at CultFit, with you, and our friends. One last thing before you download another running-app … Click on over to the Poetry Foundation and consider downloading their Poetry App. Immerse yourself in new poetry after a cool down run or workout, maybe?

Pie in Omaha?!? Did someone say “Pie in Omaha?!?” Take care and have a beautiful weekend!

CultFit Bear Shark

9 Comments on “Prosa before Plantear”

  1. urbanbeings says:

    yikes! furry tentacles!!! have a wonderful weekend 🙂

  2. bgddyjim says:

    Poetry? Probably not, but I’m glad you appreciate it. It’s always been a goal of mine to have a life so stuffed with good stuff that I just can’t hope to fit one more thing in there without throwing off the delicate balance that is my awesome life. I’m there and it is good.

    • CultFit says:

      It’s all good dude! Since I was a little dude way back in the day I have always loved reading and the written word. These injuries have allowed me to slow down and savor life a little bit. This morning I have been working on a tribute post to one of my Favorite bands- Slayer. Which sadly lost there brilliant guitarist Jeff Hanneman. Yup, poetry and Slayer. Life is indeed in balance! Have a great weekend!!!

  3. tootallfritz says:

    Part of the growing AND healing process is being open to new things. That’s what makes us stronger going forward.

  4. ctkwingchun says:

    My place is the Placeless, my trace is the Traceless ;
    ‘Tis neither body nor soul, for I belong to the soul of the Beloved.
    I have put duality away, I have seen that the two worlds are one;
    One I seek, One I know, One I see, One I call.


  5. Sandra says:

    Either way, it’s just nice to be able to have time to write again. Thanks for the reminder. I wish my life weren’t so complicated. Mom’s healing has been great, her reaction to meds has not. I have spent much of the past two weeks helping her. No regrets, but just too busy to do things for me. Like put up a race report (which I finally did after 26 hours of trying–interruptions and all).

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