journaling, meditation, sensation

Thoughts Revealed on an Afternoon Walk

Consider

The Soul is a chorus of all our experience.

A friend told me once that every sound made never disappears completely. It eventually becomes imperceptible, but is still there.
Every laugh
Every word of anger
Every musical note that’s been played or sung
Every lover’s sigh
Every cry of sorrow
Every mantra chanted
Every first inhale
Every last exhale.
Continually around us and reforming.

Our being is a dance of all existence.
Molecules and atoms vibrating.
Bouncing
Dancing with each other
Like the murmuration of birds-
One time an elipse folding in on itself
Another time a tree
Then a rock
Then you
Then me.

A continual dance of connectedness

We are
We are one
We are everything
We are
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(You can read about Gugliemo Marconi’s theory of sound decay here https://www.americanscientist.org/article/viva-voce)

Creativity, drawing, focus, Personal growth, sensation, spirituality

Visualizing Sensation

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Today while walking, two men passed me.  They smelled of old books.

Not long afterwards, I saw them admiring a tree.  One patted it with affection and said “I’m sure this tree has stories to tell.”  The other nodded.

Later I saw them again, looking at the plants in the garden.  First one would say something about it, then the other.  Sharing their knowledge, not in competition, but in conversation.  They looked at each other often in the way of loving understanding that only people who’ve been companions a long time do.  In my head I named the men Verso and Recto… facing pages in a book.

I sat on a bench and began to doodle, as I sometimes do there.  Doodling for me is a way to turn off my Inner Narrator- that constant voice in my head. I don’t think about what comes next; I just let the pen go where it will on the paper.  This time, I realized.. I was drawing the way the garden sounded and felt.  I was drawing sensation.. not what I saw.  I tuned in and continued with this focus. I will leave it to you to interpret what I was hearing, seeing, and feeling.

I’ve done this with creating music, or dancing before, but not drawing, and it felt amazing.

Will you take a moment to let your Inner Narrator settle and silence?  What do you hear?  What do you feel?  What does that look like?

I’d love to see what you come up with!