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INTO THE MIST — MYSTERY AND UNKNOWING, CLARITY AND KNOWING

Into the Mist

THE UNCERTAINTY OF SEEING | A JOURNEY INTO THE FOG SOCIETY

Time ticks as you walk in the dark, emerging or failing light — and you realize that your true, reliable measure of momentum  is the sound of your heels — moment to moment: pavement, gravel, pea gravel, grass, chipped woods, snow and ice. Each, a rhythm, a story. Every step tells you something. Every stride puts you someplace further into your journey.

Here now, hear now — [are you] what passes by? You are into the mist, and, this deed, in deed — you are in the midst. We explore the fog as something that is seen, but mists seeing in a way that is a veiled interpretation of what lies beyond. In a manner, that is a metaphor for all that we see — what is clearly visioned — and what is obscured by something else. Which might be what — how we think, how organize our revelations, what is shown to us, what is our interpretation, to what degree our insight, our seeing in?

Into the Mist

As I measure out the spin, the stride of next steps, new movements, the beauty of what could be found in that new curve [up the road, that I can’t quite see, I realize there must be, shall be — some uncertainty in the clinging fog of mystery. Something is there, just up the road — but what calls, good — or bad? You just need to go there — that is, this is: the journey.

Into the Mist

I walk out there, the Fog. For me, it’s always the good, the striking beauty of what we have, or are, experiencing [that, a blessing unto itself] — simply, at the opening distant sighting you can’t quite see; it will reveal itself. You walk into it, making your way.

Into the Mist

You’re either looking for the good, in what might come forth — future bringing; or you are looking for something else, the contrary. Look for something — that path, that corridor, that boulevard, of and to, Light.

Into the Mist

Look down that corridor — that there is light, something showing you the way — is the beginning intimation of secret, magic, wisdom, love, celebration, sharing, learning, wonderment.

Into the Mist

If it was all black and lightless, you’d be forced to fumble and “feel your way” — and who knows where, and how, that might lead you.

With the light of your listening, and the character of the emerging journey — you hear things, know things in a new manner, sense new possibilities because you’ve come further. And coming further, you can go further — that being the most important to any adventurer.

This, of course, applies to everything.

Into the Mist

Tim | Out walking — The old island road, GIRVIN Decatur Studios
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G I R V I N | THE MESSAGE IS THE VOICE
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