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date: 2019-08-22
weight: 40
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How can I capture that essence of stillness? How can I become nothing?
> Not reaching. Not trying.
How can I read the ecstasy of signs? How can I feel those black birds bursting free of my hunched shoulders?
> Step beside yourself. Take your own hand.
How can I feel the cord that ties me to the center of the earth? How can I see where it leads? How can I walk the spiral?
> Reach down, bury your fingers in rich earth, take root.
The cant of ritual.
> The scent of incense.
The rhythm of chant.
> The ripple of water.
Call and response.
> The flicker of a candle.
Voices echoing voices echoing voices echoing...
> Clay between fingertips.
And then?