Wise words from my friend. Love is something wholly different. It draws our world to us and into us. It opens a gate to receive. It opens our minds to possibility and horizons we never imagined. Love of the world is what inspires us to create, to muse, to learn, to grow, to know. Love is what drives us, and what brings us back to our center. Love is what gives us the capacity to struggle when we have traveled far past hope. Love is what sends us forth into the world and brings us home. Love is what sets one foot in front of another when there is no strength left. ... I’ve had notable moments throughout my life where I occupied a state of Flow so profound, every instance within it was peppered with Shining Experiences. Every action I took flowed out of me as though I and my environment were completely undifferentiated – as though we were made of the same stuff (we are/were) and my Mind was only another synapse in a larger Mind. It was as though everything I did fell into place before I did it, no matter how mundane or ordinary or insignificant. Everything became significant, because all things, within, without, were made of Light. What words to use? How does one encompass the ineffable in a society where the ineffable is mocked and derided by so many who achieved only the first step of this journey, scorned the rest, and demanded that we as a people cease all further exploration? I grapple with concepts and words to describe and shape those things because they lie beyond a horizon that we, as a species, only rarely visit. Most of our moderns never visit or contemplate it. Like the ancient fire bringers, the women who pioneered our transition from animal to thinking, walking being, I have spent some measure of my life trying to kindle a flame here or there, to bring light to a crevice or shape a lump of clay into a familiar shape. It is the essence of Art. It is the highest Art. It is where we not only live and breathe, but where the adventure we crave lies. Artists have always been explorers. And those of small, fearful minds have always punished, and sometimes killed, explorers, innovators and fire bringers. What better way to extinguish innovation than to ensure only a tiny percentage of the people have access to resources, while the majority decay in poverty? https://agoldengrove.wordpress/2014/12/25/love-and-entanglement/
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 08:46:16 +0000