INTO THE MIST — MYSTERY AND UNKNOWING, CLARITY AND KNOWING
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?
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Tim | Out walking — The old island road, GIRVIN Decatur Studios
G I R V I N | THE MESSAGE IS THE VOICE
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