Art by Darcy Villas Boas – https://davidtatalios.wordpress.com
“It is of the essence of life that it does not begin here or end there, or connect a point of origin with a final destination, but rather that it keeps on going, finding a way through the myriad of things that form, persist and break up in its currents. Life, in short, is a movement of opening, not of closure.”
― Tim Ingold, Being Alive: Essays on Movement, Knowledge and Description
A “meshwork” that forms.
This weave woven by thin threads and that extends, expands.
And the intensity with which this happens softens me, makes me to feel that the world is small and that we are all the time circulating among the same people, by the same places, all the time. Continuously.
Beyond the dimensions time and space.
Dimensions that bind us in the material world.
This world made of illusions and strong attraction by which takes us well away from our home. Internal home.
From the soul, our essence.
From the deep being which dwells in us.
Reflection to continue…