Sunday, July 28, 2019

everything is a weave

If you would imagine the visual and physical weaving and changing and shifting and fractaling of everything that is memory, life as it is, time, living, the mundane, the sun or wind, the sounds of birds; or even Molly's chortle - all are a part of our interior worlds. All are a facet that we can pull from that brain or heart or combination thereof that is warmed by the channels of our blood and comes to our ability to talk it or share it somehow through the fusion of electrical energy and our shaping it through the wheel of our beings. Geesh. It's just a flat out miracle really.  All of everthing in the interior of our brains and souls and spirits, that is what I saw as Mrs. Scattergood's world and wanted to share through the narrator's voice in riding the waves. The relationship we have with the world around us includes nature. It includes the air, the wind, the earth we touch. But we forget that we touch earth. Instead, many people walk around and pay no mind to the earth beneath them.  Of course, even those who do make the connection and have the awareness of the earth, of nature, and the elements, aren't always connected to that awareness.  It's probably not possible to always have that awareness riding alongside the walking and traveling you must do; or the interactions you have throughout your day.  My wish though is that somewhere in everyone's day, at least one moment was connected to earth, to nature, to feeling the wind or any element that is the life of the planet. If we're not connected it's hard to care. The more connected, the more care.  I am riding this believe.  That's my wave today.