The Looking glass of one’s own world
Where the ocean meets the land. Where the waters are clear enough to see through. Where the light casts shadows in the dunes. Where the animals traverse the mountains. Where the wind rustles the leaves of trees and plants. Within the wind. That is where we will meet. That is where you will see. The world isn’t as crazy as you and me. It breathes, It moves, it’s still. It’s everywhere and no where, It’s you and it’s me. We are nothing but the art of stardust formed by greater forces than we know. Remember the light. Remember the shadows, remember the colors. Fly high above the rest to have a bird’s eye view of what is all around and then you may recall, you.
As you might have seen over the course of my three column entries, I may have a flair for the outside of the box thinking on many different topics. I find that it is a bit more fun to look at life that way. With a little bit of quantum thinking.
The times are being more frequent on when I get zapped of my energy and it feels like my light is dimming with all of Life happening. I get too wrapped up in trying to be the best person I can be for myself and others, that I try to hard.
It is so easy to get lost in that life, but more recently I have been able to see when life was getting less flair-ish and too analytical, in a negative way. So, I find a video on YouTube that has some nice solfeggio frequencies or hangdrum music and video of aerial views of the earth. It is literally a bird’s eye view (and when I say “bird” I really mean “plane”). It reminds me to change my perspective.
Seeing all of what is there for us allows me to take a step back and be inspired by the beauty that is this earth. It helps to get the creativeness flowing throughout and around myself. My favorite film shots are of the b-roll of the ocean and waves, cresting and falling, crashing into shore. Listening to the crash of the waves inspire words and pictures to form in my head that need to be released.
Then there I go clambering to grab a pen and paper to jot down whatever I see in my mind’s eye. A face, a place, a trace... of something. Anything.... myself. There are the lines of mystery and wonder hidden in the graphite. Such a soft element and yet hard enough to mark with; a duality, a yin-yang. Two different oppositions and yet coexisting as one. The complexity that is life and yet so simple.
The lines form pictures of far off places on the paper... of people that once where and possibly some to come. For life is complex and yet simple. Find the beauty in the existence of life and your world.
“The Tao gives birth to One. One gives birth to yin and yang. Yin and yang give birth to all things… The complete whole is the complete whole. So also is any part the complete whole… But forget about understanding and harmonizing and making all things one. The universe is already a harmonious oneness; just realize it.” - Laozi
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