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This is an exercise from a book Writing Down the Bones by Natalie Goldberg, which says to take a poetry book, open it to any page, grab a line and go from there.

The poet I chose is Pablo Neruda, one of my favorite poets, from his book Neruda’s Garden: an Anthology of Odes.

Do not go all the way to heaven,

There is no need to know all the answers.

Besides you like it dark, just like

Leonard Cohen.

Do not go all the way to hell,

There’s too much despair, not enough joy.

You’ll probably always be challenged by fear

No matter where you’ll go.

Do not go east or west or south,

Because it’s north, the frozen north that feels like home.

Be still and know this awful, wonderful truth:

You will never outrun yourself.

Do not go to the sun nor the moon,

The truth is not out there,

It is within, it is always within.

Go there.

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Writer and storyteller, immigrant, wife, mom, knitter, collector of jokes, lover of cheap, sweet wine.

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