See the crayons. They are lined up so nicely- white, blue, green, red, and yellow – just like the seasons. They’re all pointed in the right direction, they’re all about the same length, they’re all brand new – never used. It’s a simple enough analogy – balance, harmony, equalness of position, etc. They aren’t out of their sequence or facing the wrong way or of unequal size.
Not too bad for home grown photography.
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You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.- Walt Whitman
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Sunday, May 16, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Things We Are
It would be best if I could think of something that consisted of five things all mixed and blended together, maybe like some sort of fruit salad or like a concrete or like a recipe of five colors of clay thoroughly mixed together.
In this Five Element Acupuncture perspective, we are just that, a well-blended mixture of the ten thousand things, or at least the five things we can conceptualize. When we are very well in balance, these five energies come together seamlessly and it’s difficult to separate out which one predominates. When one thing dominates our mind, when we’re really angry or grieving or fearful, then we are in the throes of that energy.
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And if the earthly no longer knows your name, whisper to the silent earth: I’m flowing. to the flashing water, say: I am.- Rainer Maria Rilke
In this Five Element Acupuncture perspective, we are just that, a well-blended mixture of the ten thousand things, or at least the five things we can conceptualize. When we are very well in balance, these five energies come together seamlessly and it’s difficult to separate out which one predominates. When one thing dominates our mind, when we’re really angry or grieving or fearful, then we are in the throes of that energy.
7,000/160
And if the earthly no longer knows your name, whisper to the silent earth: I’m flowing. to the flashing water, say: I am.- Rainer Maria Rilke
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