113. Past
Principles
Life
Life recognizing life
On Facebook I watched a brief video about different species interacting. A mother leopard was licking a baby monkey, a baby hippopotamus was following a mother turtle, and a mother hippopotamus held a young fawn in her mouth. Something was so basic and primal here. It seemed a point to which we all want to return. Cuddling, stroking, licking, closeness are all rooted from this basic bonding.
In life sensuality, ambition, rules, regulations, discipline, art, creating, logic, and experience all seem to evolve from this basic relationship, but is this a step forward or a step backward? The basis of this life is rooted in this mothering instinct. These early maternal relationships speak to the essence of life in this existence. They are unique and won’t happen again. Even the “above” can’t experience them. They are for us alone, a onetime thing.
All my work, my wondering, my efforts have pointed to the abstract, the above, the ephemeral, the ideal and the subtle. I’ve tried to figure out what makes things work. These real life animal moments made me realize that this life is not meant to be bypassed. It is important in and of itself. This is life, this is comfort, this is the mother and child connecting in time, underlying everything.
My mom up North, recently fell face down, fracturing her cheek, bruising her chin and she has some internal head injury and she is in ITC. Right now she is stable. My thinking went to her. There is something core about her. When she saw something in nature such as a little bird scurrying, or a painting of a young rosy cheeked man with the breathe of life in him, she sighed an “ah ha” and you knew it was from a deep place. This recognition of profundity somehow spoke to these moments of the mother and child. Her reaction was an appreciation of this. It was life recognizing life, no smokescreen in between. It speaks to the closeness and comfort we deep down desire.
(Please note, this took place over 6 years ago.)
Principles
Life
Life recognizing life
On Facebook I watched a brief video about different species interacting. A mother leopard was licking a baby monkey, a baby hippopotamus was following a mother turtle, and a mother hippopotamus held a young fawn in her mouth. Something was so basic and primal here. It seemed a point to which we all want to return. Cuddling, stroking, licking, closeness are all rooted from this basic bonding.
In life sensuality, ambition, rules, regulations, discipline, art, creating, logic, and experience all seem to evolve from this basic relationship, but is this a step forward or a step backward? The basis of this life is rooted in this mothering instinct. These early maternal relationships speak to the essence of life in this existence. They are unique and won’t happen again. Even the “above” can’t experience them. They are for us alone, a onetime thing.
All my work, my wondering, my efforts have pointed to the abstract, the above, the ephemeral, the ideal and the subtle. I’ve tried to figure out what makes things work. These real life animal moments made me realize that this life is not meant to be bypassed. It is important in and of itself. This is life, this is comfort, this is the mother and child connecting in time, underlying everything.
My mom up North, recently fell face down, fracturing her cheek, bruising her chin and she has some internal head injury and she is in ITC. Right now she is stable. My thinking went to her. There is something core about her. When she saw something in nature such as a little bird scurrying, or a painting of a young rosy cheeked man with the breathe of life in him, she sighed an “ah ha” and you knew it was from a deep place. This recognition of profundity somehow spoke to these moments of the mother and child. Her reaction was an appreciation of this. It was life recognizing life, no smokescreen in between. It speaks to the closeness and comfort we deep down desire.
(Please note, this took place over 6 years ago.)
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