Two Monkeys – Nepo

The Book of Awakening – Nepo

June 6 – Two Monkeys Sleeping

“Tenderness does not choose its own uses. It goes out to everything equally.”
~ Jane Hirshfield

We wandered into a corner of the Central Park Zoo, and there, despite the dozens of tourists pointing and tapping the glass, two monkeys were squatting on a perch of stone. To our surprise, they were both in deep sleep, their dark heads bowed to each other, their small frames limp.

What was amazing was that their small delicate hands were touching, their monkey fingers leaning into each other. It was clear that it was this small sustained touch that allowed them to sleep. As long as they were touching, they could let go.

I envied their trust and simplicity. There was none of the human pretense at independence. They clearly needed each other to experience peace. One stirred but didn’t wake, and the other, in sleep, kept their fingers touching. How deeply rewarding the life of touch. Each was drifting inwardly, dreaming whatever monkeys dream.

They looked like ancient travelers praying inside a place of rest made possible because they dared to stay connected. It was one of the most tender and humbling moments I have ever seen. Two aging monkeys weaving fingertips, as if their touch alone kept them from oblivion.

I pray for the courage to be as simple in asking for what I need to be.

Daddy we are those monkeys. ❤

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6 thoughts on “Two Monkeys – Nepo

  1. “They clearly needed each other to experience peace.” The world can be overwhelming. Sir can’t make it all go away but he is my shield against the cacophony. And I get to be his anchor of love and loyalty. Ah, monkey love, so beautiful. Lovely post.

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  2. Wow! Such beautiful and profound writing.
    It’s funny, because I just experienced something similar last night. The Dancer slept the night (I don’t think he intended to, but it’s what happened in the end, he was so tired/felt so well here? (whichever you want to believe, probably a bit of both!). Any how. I had more trouble going to sleep, and noticed that it was important for me (us?) to keep touching, somewhere. Even in sleep, he seemed to be seeking it.
    But what I like most about your writing is that you look at it from the other side. As if the monkey seeking contact was offering contact, not seeking it.
    Maybe there is a little bit of truth in both the seeking and the giving 🙂
    XO

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