“There is a point where in the Mystery of existence contradictions meet; where movement is not all movement and stillness is not all stillness; where the idea and the form, and within and the without, are united, where infinite becomes finite, yet not.” Rabindranath Tagore
No matter how still you get …..you breathe.
Lungs undulate like the very Snake that is the Milky Way.
The Body, the Tree of Life, is an orchestrated Symphony.
Blood pulses, heart drums, even closed eyelids flicker.
Senses are alert motion detectors always on.
There is always Movement in the stillness and
Stillness in the movement.
It is the Spiral Dance.
“So the darkness shall be the Light, and the Stillness Dancing.”
"The ancient rhythms of the earth have insinuated themselves into the rhythms of the human heart. The Earth is not outside us; it is within: the clay from where the Tree of the body grows.”—John O’ Donohue (from Beauty: The Invisible Embrace)
The Way of the Gentle is an Open Mind.
This is the Movement that will bring Stillness.
“The Gentle will inherit the Earth.”
They know the Way of the Spiral Dance
They Listen to the Earth
The Tree of Life that Is the Cabala
It is All One