Impressions
Images pressing on us
Unions of thoughts and feelings
A fingerprint of our imagination
Permanent print or invisible ink
What is the impression made on or made of?
Letters forming words in mind then paper or keyboard
Bodily feelings in the other’s presence
Solid as cliffs
Impermanent waves crashing against the rocks
Permeable as droplets in the air
Perspective
Sometimes we have to change vantage points to see the beauty
Sometimes too close to the ground, we can’t see the sun rising in the in-between below the sand dune and the sky
Is there a point in showing the sun rising to someone drowning in the ocean?
Will they even see it?
Probably not
Perhaps they first need to be pointed to a rock or a small island from which they can find a semblance of safety, a temporary solace which from they can sit and look up
To see the sun rising in the in-between between the sand dune and the sky
Balance
It is not about being right or wrong
More about knowing when tilting too much one way has happened
And tilting the other way would be beneficial
It is about dancing in and out
Without holding on too tight to a reality, decision or opinion
Being able to see what serves and what doesn’t and why
In order to avoid dizziness in the act of balancing
It is about being able to move one’s own mind, body and heart when time is right
It’s about making it right.
Sleep
Such a precious state of bliss, so often overlooked
Oh I see you, little sleepy head, you want to sleep now
Why does it seem so accessible now and did it not seem so then?
Mosquitos buzzing in my ear then and buzzing again now, bringing the ability to wake up closer
Cloudy sky or foggy head
How much sleep to get me back to a state of clarity
Clear is the need to sleep.
off-balance
Rest, little one, close your eyes for a few minutes
Timing is key
Close your eyes and get moving
Open your eyes and be still
See clearly what is real:
Trees, laughter, wind, thirst, anger are real
Sensations that help you find your centre when you’re off-balance
Easier to know when we’re off than in balance
Easier to balance when we move forward
Even though sometimes we’re not convinced that we’re not moving around a circle
Sometimes more comfortable to blow leaves than sit and observe how the leaves naturally move
What if we only had to be who we are to be in balance
Instead of fighting it, accepting that it will swing until it reaches equilibrium for a slow moment before it swings again, moving to find balance, balancing to balance, in circle we go
