Today, I crossed the north american continent. I flew in a bird made of aluminum and propelled by hydrogen fuel, off the ground to contemplate it from above...
I think of geography a lot.
I think of land division. of history.
How we've shaped the earth the best we can..
I think of the First Nations. and of inexorable complexities.
I read Simone Weil while I was home. ''L'Enracinement'' it was called. I also read the novel of a second generation Japanese-American farmer in the valley of San Joaquim.
I think of having two homes. Of the privilege it represents. And I am grateful. And I think, incessantly, about how to root myself down in reality.. how to work for the greater good of society, of life.. Thanks to Simone Weil also, I've finally managed to be able to name what it is; I want my work to be sacred. I want to dedicate every breath and every drop of sweat to my God through it.. I want my relationship to time to change. I want to live in the present, in my body, and with the awareness of a divine totality. Truth is beauty.
And justice.?
The verbal dance of a Polypassionate. Being & Becoming... Expressing Impressions... Manifesting... worlds of imagination.
About this clown
- Ève
- I often feel that we're all spinning slowly... like a mirror ball. Yes, we are all mirrors to each other. And so, it is the Light between us that I hope to help reveal and celebrate. /// J'ai souvent l'impression que nous sommes une boule disco qui tourne lentement. Nous sommes tous des miroirs pour les uns les autres. C'est donc la lumière qu'il y a entre nous que j'espère contribuer à souligner et à célébrer.
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