Some things I’ve learned, I just need to step away from.
What I mean to say is, just step away from trying to figure them out.
Not because they’re beyond comprehension—but because trying to “understand” them collapses the mystery & the magic.
What I mean to say is, just step away from trying to figure them out.
Not because they’re beyond comprehension—but because trying to “understand” them collapses the mystery & the magic.
My obsession with Guanyin and in particular, the one above, which is located at the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri is one of those obsessions I know to just leave alone.
Just wallow in the obsession, in the emotion, the mystery of it all. It’s hard not to with that back ground. I’ve never known, such a absolutely superb setting.
She isn’t just an artifact;
she’s a threshold.
So when the intuitive Rosie Karel sent me a text message telling me that one of our monarch butterflies is hatching out of it’s chrysalis, I was compelled to venture out to the garden, as if in pilgrimage to witness this phenomenon with my own eyes, yet again with my head phones on.
Interesting enough moments before Rosie’s text message I was sitting in front of the above image, doing what I do, just staring at it. Absorbing the energy. No agenda. Light, silence, architecture, air.
You don’t just observe her—
you dissolve into her.
Listening to, yes, you’ve got it: Diana Krall –
A Case Of You (Live in Paris.)
you dissolve into her.
Listening to, yes, you’ve got it: Diana Krall –
A Case Of You (Live in Paris.)
A chrysalis cracking open in the garden, while a song cradles a heartbreak, while the compassionate bodhisattva Guanyin herself leans in, listening.
That’s how it works for me. That’s how these little meditations—these stories—arrive. One thing doesn’t lead to another in any linear sense. It’s more like… resonance.
Diana. Guanyin. The butterfly. Rosie’s text. A chrysalis cracking open in the garden, while a song cradles a heartbreak, and a bodhisattva tilts her head to listen to the troubles of the world.
Much love to you all,
Dennis
Dennis