Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The Turning Within
My mind wanders to going away, as it usually does, to the desert, to Utah and Cedar Mesa. I want to be in the canyons, the solitude and quiet, to be away from the pace that is set in towns and cities by people rushing to meet their goals. To just walk quietly up a slot between red cliffs, listening and being aware of the life moving queitly forward around me as it has done for thousands of years. Every year this happens to me and it's a gift.
This weekend we're rolling down to Salida. I'm dropping off some more art work at my gallery there, camping and riding Monarch Crest. Craig needs to do some fishing, he needs some time, some time to go into his head and maybe just get out of his head while he does his fishing dance.
I want to let go, let go of the things that I think I need to be doing and just do the things I can be doing right now. To me, letting go means to be open to whatever happens and usually that opens up a whole universe of possibilities that need the fertile ground of openness to occur. The tighter I hold onto, it must be this or that way, usually beautiful experiences won't happen. So throw it up in the air and see what happens. I don't mind The Turning Within, slowing down the pace a bit mentally and soulfully, it's as natural as the seasons.