Sunday, March 23, 2008
Shaman's Journey
I journeyed last night.
The shaman’s drum kept pounding and with
Each concussion wave
The candle flame died and was reborn.
Now full
Now slight
Gone but for a wisp
A remnant and now,
At once, a flame again
Bright bright
Ephemera
Bright bright
Ephemera
Bright bright
I was the flame
What a joy to burn and shine
I wisped into near non-existence
What a joy to disperse
As I evanesced
Coalesed,
Out and in to being.
It felt like dancing.
The shaman’s drum kept pounding and with
Each concussion wave
The candle flame died and was reborn.
Now full
Now slight
Gone but for a wisp
A remnant and now,
At once, a flame again
Bright bright
Ephemera
Bright bright
Ephemera
Bright bright
I was the flame
What a joy to burn and shine
I wisped into near non-existence
What a joy to disperse
As I evanesced
Coalesed,
Out and in to being.
It felt like dancing.
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I know you know that Aikido is often described as being "a lot like dancing." Your journey reminds me very much of something that Morihei Ueshiba, the founder of Aikido, said:
"Eight forces sustain creation:
movement and stillness,solidification and dispersal,extension and contraction,unification and division."
It sounds to me like you were dancing the dance of creation itself.
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