Even as I sit, I think still, I am not. Still
Is not just my unquiet mind, its me, and everything around me.
The Ring, constant in my head, is ever moving, steady but moving.
My breath is moving. The blood it fuels, the neurons it gives energy to fire, the very molecules of my body vibrating with the energy of the atoms within.
And those pesky Quarks, with their "Here I am, Oh I'm gone, Peak-A-Boo I'm back again" games.
And I'm not the only one. Oh no, everything is in on the movement, in on the dance floor of existence. Even that Dark Matter that isn't but is, moves with us all.
The micro and macro. Worlds within worlds and Universes within and beside and through each other now, all moving, and dancing the dance of existence.
Everything is connected to everything else.
I know, I've seen it in my fog, felt it in the wind.
I realize you know this. Just wanted you to know you're not alone in that, in the dance.
And now for the musical bit of our show, here's Cellist Extrodinare Zoe Keating performing Escape Artist. I think you'll be impressed, Roll over Yo-Yo Ma.
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A stone with accompaniment. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteThat dark matter - it's like a naughty man in a pantomime. "It's behind you!"
Great stone :)
Thanks Sue, for reading and commenting! I'm glad you liked it. When I can and it's appropriate I always try to open with a photo/illustration, and often end with a music vid. I find that if a picture is worth a thousand words, sometimes the right song/performance seems worth even more to relate to the post or just because I like it.
DeleteThat is such a beautiful first line. All of it is great, but that first line is amazing. Thanks for this.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous representation of the truth of life. It's all connected and keeps us from being still. All the same, we must try. Stillness is relative and a goal for which we need to reach. Whether music through headphones or lying in a bed with lots of blankets (or both), finding your source of relative stillness is a worthy endeavor.
ReplyDeleteThanks for this, John Ross. It's beautiful and thought provoking, as always.
Take care,
JC