I AM Where the Enneagram finds you, and points to.

Every day is one of evolution.

1 THE REFORMER The Rational, Idealistic Type: Principled, Purposeful, Self-Controlled, and Perfectionistic 2 THE HELPER The Caring, Interpersonal Type: Demonstrative, Generous, People-Pleasing, and Possessive 3 THE ACHIEVER The Success-Oriented, Pragmatic Type: Adaptive, Excelling, Driven, and Image-Conscious 4 THE INDIVIDUALIST The Sensitive, Withdrawn Type: Expressive, Dramatic, Self-Absorbed, and Temperamental 5 THE INVESTIGATOR The Intense, Cerebral Type: Perceptive, Innovative, Secretive, and Isolated 6 THE LOYALIST The Committed, Security-Oriented Type: Engaging, Responsible, Anxious, and Suspicious 7 THE ENTHUSIAST The Busy, Fun-Loving Type: Spontaneous, Versatile, Distractible, and Scattered 8 THE CHALLENGER The Powerful, Dominating Type: Self-Confident, Decisive, Willful, and Confrontational 9 THE PEACEMAKER The Easygoing, Self-Effacing Type: Receptive, Reassuring, Agreeable, and Complacent

I zealously pursue noble causes see the blacks, whites; But systems fail me. I desire from my heart But it turns tortuously inside me, conflicted - by desire for affirmation. I feel the place where I lay my head But I do not rest - that I might not recognize some success. I sense majesty in all creation, long to be empowered But find no completion. I listen precisely to intimate intimacies But remain aloof. I understand what is right: protecting, supporting, uplifting But I know no direction. I show, express, perform, teach with an eventful flair But know no certainty. I passionately lust ahead exaggerating the rightness of where I stand; But refuse to turn any corner. I hear the quiet of my pulse Like a secret, feeling it pounding out of time. I am at the foot of the cross brokenness awaits your resurrection in me.

I am diligently desiring good most tolerant of imperfection. I am generous of spirit extending and uplifting embrace. I am creating from within achieving great things in love . I am extraordinary in the ordinary present in all wonder I am discerning and the walk is daily. I am trusting deeply, drinking from the strength of truth. I am enthusiastically embracing wisdom. I am passionate for life championing social justice. I am profoundly tranquil confident, and at peace. I am whole head, heart and gut chains broken for this time and forever I AM.

De Journey to My Solstice

Imprecise memories mingle.

It is not obvious in my days 
what I tangle in my mind.

Fallible in skips, voids, 
misplaced in thought and keys

at midlife, still searching for luck .

Four-leaf clovers occupied my imagination

more than Barbie or Jesus. 

Suspecting luck, the kissing cousin of fate,

would - could - should hobnob;

leapfrogging me over necessity 

into a tyranny of urgent, of possible

with Art. Fractal Gobbled-y-gook:

What does one do with luck?  Get a snowflake’s

destiny! Help it along. Add a regal “de”

before the family name.

Vittorio de Sica, our acquaintance made 
in caressed pages of a shelf-long encyclopedic

book by wide-eyed ogling, me. Our name 
in local marquee lights. Comedic. The world 
is on show. ‘Divorce Italian Style’. A matinee. 
A man, nothing to do, nowhere to go. Fate’s 
finite area rhythmically repeats. Irony 
in cinematic modes of vision, unerring.

Serendipity, makes both true: choice and 
chance. I marvel. A celluloid masterpiece, 
directed by an infinitely distant cousin. Awake
from Winter an invisible Summer, an uncertain
man and his dog story, Umberto D (and Flike)

a disillusioned optimist’s real legacy.

My last triad, taking stock again of leaves:  
embracing the darkness of My Solstice and nature 
like a poet with cautions to heed: not to arrive 
with Blue Jay beggary I fold into the dark 
with thickened fur, to cherish the world and people
as they are, with all their failings, and faint
tender connections to the beauty of being. Space 
lurks in the tilted balance of my body clock,  

between same old things in infinite perimeter. 

Copious clover with three leaves belie the fact
that Life is truly a factor of four. 

By Adele Houston Week One and Two of 2017

The Writing Prompt: Use concepts of Transition, Solstice, New Adventure, Hero’s Journey, or other concept of change relating to endings and beginnings. Relate it to yourself, our world, religion, politics, or other situation that feels right. NOTE: Maiden name S.A.Sica

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