Feel of the drum beats...
“For a life less ordinary. To the top. To the mountain…”
Monday, November 06, 2006
Felt in the expression of the universe, there is something that runs deep. That is what I have been trying for all my life to figure out. Where this course lies? What is the answer to this basic question? The sense of it all is that in the end, I will find that it is as simple as a drop of water on a leaf, yet its expression for ever taunts me. Like an old riddle that is yet to be answered. Only to open the gates of all that is real. Is it something that I must answer and then run with? Or is life itself the answer, as I charge towards the question. More and more I think about it, it seems this more then anything.
Lately, I have felt the ebb between Yin and Yang. My Yang side is having a difficulty dealing with the Yin of the season. In all reality, the world is cyclic. I need to create the mandella that expresses that reality of my life. As the rains of the rainy season have begun, I have felt the sedentary start to weave into my existence. Right now I spend great amounts of time trying to express how I should proceed. In the end, it is to follow the natural ebbs and flows of the system that is the true expression of it all. It is here that I find my natural energy to proceed forward!
There was a time that I ran thought the forests of the North Cascades… It was a source of power… Listening to the constant reverberations of the drum beat through the rainy forest… The quickening is what I called it… The pulse that resonated beyond and unto the neither… It was the source of the energy that propelled me thought that winter… It is in this conversion that I must take an essence into the wilderness. Having walked many miles and gained much… there is still those things that are very root in all of their expression… That is what I must harkens to as much as the passing mire smears along the concrete facade that makes up our arcane existence… Back to the mountains… To run deep in their inner sanctuary!!!
-- Ridgewalker
Monday, November 06, 2006
Felt in the expression of the universe, there is something that runs deep. That is what I have been trying for all my life to figure out. Where this course lies? What is the answer to this basic question? The sense of it all is that in the end, I will find that it is as simple as a drop of water on a leaf, yet its expression for ever taunts me. Like an old riddle that is yet to be answered. Only to open the gates of all that is real. Is it something that I must answer and then run with? Or is life itself the answer, as I charge towards the question. More and more I think about it, it seems this more then anything.
Lately, I have felt the ebb between Yin and Yang. My Yang side is having a difficulty dealing with the Yin of the season. In all reality, the world is cyclic. I need to create the mandella that expresses that reality of my life. As the rains of the rainy season have begun, I have felt the sedentary start to weave into my existence. Right now I spend great amounts of time trying to express how I should proceed. In the end, it is to follow the natural ebbs and flows of the system that is the true expression of it all. It is here that I find my natural energy to proceed forward!
There was a time that I ran thought the forests of the North Cascades… It was a source of power… Listening to the constant reverberations of the drum beat through the rainy forest… The quickening is what I called it… The pulse that resonated beyond and unto the neither… It was the source of the energy that propelled me thought that winter… It is in this conversion that I must take an essence into the wilderness. Having walked many miles and gained much… there is still those things that are very root in all of their expression… That is what I must harkens to as much as the passing mire smears along the concrete facade that makes up our arcane existence… Back to the mountains… To run deep in their inner sanctuary!!!
-- Ridgewalker