“We’re all just walking each other home”
— Ram Dass
I’ve been lost in the woods of my being for so long. I see but do not understand. I have so long ago lost my way that home has become an abstraction. Then I meet someone who describes their home to me and I get it. I now know what home is. I am still lost but now I know that somewhere there is home. I want to go with this person to home but he tells me he cannot. His home is not my home. He leaves and I am devastated. I now know home exists but I cannot go there
She sees me devastated and asks why. I tell her and she ruffles my hair and tells me of her home. Only the home she describes differs greatly from the one the man told me about. Yet they are both home. How can that be? It seems that home can be more than one thing. She tells me that I cannot ago to her home either yet we have walked quite aways. I hug her and thank her. She leaves with a smile
One by one, you all come to me and tell me of your home. Some things sound so nice and I believe that for me they mean home as well. Other parts sound rough and I know that my home can never be like that. I walk with each one and step by step my home creates itself in my being.
Finally someone comes along and says to me “Beautiful home you have there” and I realize with everyone’s help I am home
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Synoptical Journey Reversed by G A Rosenberg
Forestal by G A Rosenberg
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”
― Terry Pratchett
Journeys can take many forms. The most obvious of these would be the physical. We leave. We experience and we return in a spiral like fashion as we never truly return to where we started. It has moved on. We admire how the people we left have grown and perhaps they see something new in us.
What happens tho when physical journeying becomes more difficult. Work and life responsibilities get in the way or financially we can’t pull it together and so at least physically our ability to leave becomes at least temporarily curtailed. Well we can take a retreat, a day away from our lives so to speak where we can recharge and renew. We can take a peace pause, a break from everything in which we can meditate or find another way of journeying within. There too, we leave, we experience and we return further along the spiral. Our outlook has changed so the way we see the people we ‘left’ changes also. Does the way they see us also change? Does observation change that which is observed?
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Circling Around by G A Rosenberg
Expansion by G A Rosenberg
“All that was great in the past was ridiculed, condemned, combated, suppressed — only to emerge all the more powerfully, all the more triumphantly from the struggle.”
― Nikola Tesla
(I’m rifting a bit tonight, just talking)
True that, great ideas may be suppressed but they always reemerge. Gandhi said “First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win and ideas often seem to go through similar cycles…These days the idea of personal liberty seems somewhere in between being laughed at and being fought, let’s hope that it get’s fought tooth and nail so that we can finally win our freedom…. I was just talking with a friend who asked me what the best way to solve circular logic and I replied either breaking out of it or using the solution Alexander the Great used on the Gordian Knot…a knot that was unable to be unraveled…when brought before Alexander he cut through the know with his sword. My friend asked ‘thus rendering the knot useless’? and I asked him what use he saw in circular logic… he asked me for an example of the Alexandrian solution in speech and I referred him to Marx Brother’s movies…Groucho Marx’s specialty seemed to be his ability to derail any and all conversations…Something which I tend to enjoy as well…
The Moon pulls my thoughts
Distractions follow the stars
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Labyrinth by G A Rosenberg
Green Time in Esher Space by G A Rosenberg
“Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream”
― Jack Kerouac
By great, of course, Kerouac was not speaking of a qualitative judgement but of size and importance, a dream filled with awe and sometimes mundanity but filled to the brim with faces, reflections of ourselves that sometimes appear strange, locations that change faster than we realize and sometimes faster than we feel we can adjust to and a sense of unreality that comes and goes with startling regularity. I don’t feel alone in perceiving it this way. Still when I decide I’m going to surf the waves that come my way, immerse myself in the dream while realizing that’s what it is… happiness and its wonderfully wise older sister joy can ensue… Feeling this and knowing this is a gift of the universe. Tho like most gifts it tends to come to those to whom it belonged to already… Tho I feel at the same time it is everyone’s birthright.
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Faces in the Purple Fire by G A Rosenberg
Llama with beautiful Eyes