there is energy that reaches out to bring things that come to us.
there is energy that reaches out to bring us to things.
there is energy that motivates us to move, fast and slow, strong and delicate, in perfect measure.
there is energy that is our knowing, our awareness, and our attention.
there is energy that is our essence of being alive.
are these different, separate energies, working in synchrony?
or is this actually the same energy, expressing itself in multiple ways?
i don't know.
i don't know what it is, or how or why it all exists.
i do know that it all exists,
with you, with me...
in you, in me...
between you and me ...and everything.
what else do i need to know?
the sweet spot
there's a beautiful sweet spot, it's probably always here (i don't know for sure because i don't always feel i'm "here").
it's here, not in the future, where our thoughts are pulled.
it's here, not in the past, where our emotions try to hold us.
for me, it's in creating and making, smoothing and refining things artistically, bringing them to life, being right here with them as they come to be.
it's here, wanting just a little bit, then letting the want go for a while and not wanting at all.
it's here, embracing a difficulty, then growing stronger after it passes.
it's here, listening to the words of the wise, to the sounds of beauty in its many forms, then hearing only silence.
there's a sweet spot right here, between the agony and the ecstasy, that makes them both worth the experience.
it's here now.