Contemplating such a manouvre sure does create a mountain, for what puts us in that frame of mind to begin with, was a mountain we hadnt climbed yet.
An amazingly focussed analogy here Jude, glad I found it whilst looking for the other :):)
Funny how we set ourselves in a certain place within our mind, only to awaken one day and realize that we remain earthbound for whatever time we are granted here. There is nothing wrong with dreams, the soaring exercises our soul and prepares it for the next level, but we must remember that for the brief time we spend here, terra-firma is where our feet belong; there is pleanty for us to work on from the ground in this season of our lives.
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on April 7, 2006
Sounds like you have been doing some pretty deep thinking lately and I thank you for sharing yourself with us :-)
This speaks of the journeys we all have in life. We go up, but we also go down. We all feel like we're outside the world from time to time and that's what this says to me. Write on!
Letting go can be a vehicle for self-transcendence. If you chop down a tree that is blocking your view on your way down from the cliff, each stroke of the ax unsettles the tree but leaves its mark on you as well, driving deeper into your being by determination to have your own way in the world. Liberation cannot occur if one is not first detached from the world. One has to withdraw from the cosmic circuit, for without doing so, one can never succeed in finding or mastering oneself. This implies a preliminary detachment from matter. The emphasis is laid on human effort on self-discipline, to bind together, to yoke, to hold fast, therefore A Cliff is an Upward Mountain after detachment. Climb on up, Jude!
ALWAYS onward and upward, SuperJude... what other direction IS there?! Standing still is not an option as THAT's just losing ground, and going back impossible - you aren't the same person you were even yesterday... certainly I'm not!! I like the concept of being suspended on an invisible tableland that is wide open with room to breathe and "be"... like concrete under your feet. Actually, the logic might well be to let go and just relax into it... if you're being suspended by the heights of reason, surely it is only by giving in to the unreasonableness of doubt that will cause you to plummet, no? Like biblical water-walking. All the blur down below sounds like confusion to me anyways, so best not descend to it. Nah, keep the lungs and mind clear up above the clouds, making use of the ones you have in your hands to bed down on for a quick nap before starting on the next leg of the climb. And, if you ARE above it all (all what??!!), then sounds like you have good reason to smile. After all, those of us who are permanently "bogged down" are usually hysterical, aren't we?? :)) Hangin off or hangin on, I like this hangin around write.. but, as for me, I just gotta shoot... Be well SOOOOOOOON!! LOL Kate xx
In all things Bro. Robert, let us remain grounded; and at the same time, reach beyond the clouds and soar with our grandest visions.
blessin's,
cynth'ya
Brilliant concept brilliantly conceived. You are so right. When all else fails, l a u g h. (Just don't laugh so hard you let go.;)
Take a bow!! 'Pea' <3
Robert
I concur with Eileen below completely
You should have let go...then we would have discovered what lied down there...:)
Peter
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on April 5, 2006
Profound. That is a word I seldom use, but it fits here much better than the gloves of OJ's. LOL You have captured the moment of discovery quite well and you should be duly pleased with yourself. "Into the possibility / Of remaining balanced" Says it all.
*Today I feel like I’m hanging off a cliff
...........
So what’s the sense of holding on?*
For some reason, I notice you were hanging *off* a cliff instead of *onto* a cliff! I loved this aberration, and it gave even more of a sense of dangling. Of course, we each see what we want to in a write, and maybe it means nothing. (:D
Gripping and insightful words here Jude that look at the struggle of man and life. We sometimes tend to get hung up on one ledge on the climb to the top of the mountain but looks like you figured that one out already. Great piece.
Robert thanks for a very touching POEM. I cannot elaborate as I wish but, I hear you. There's Only The Inner Conviction To Recapture Focus.
You are right, The Cliff Is Now A Mountain To Climb.
Love, Betty Torain
Well, drag your butt up over that edge,
And to life you must make a pledge,
Moving right along, in future stay away from the ledge,
No one can between you and your good karma, make a wedge...Ed
We fly, forgetting we are wingless birds. Oh if we could only maintain the momentum. But then, we would be angels. I gasp at the openess of this introspective write with no little amount of envy.
Truly a fine write. I leave you with a verse from a well-loved poet:
O' dear spirit raise your sails up high
And catch the healing winds
As they flourish around your eyes...
Glad to know your "inner conviction" focused, made you laugh, hold on and climb. I can't ever remember reading such sadness in your work, but glad it had a happy ending
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An amazingly focussed analogy here Jude, glad I found it whilst looking for the other :):)
Blessings to you
Ch'erie
Birgit and Roger
Ron
Take care,
Sherry
Regis
Sage
blessin's,
cynth'ya
Take a bow!! 'Pea' <3
Until Then--- Nobody Knows We Even Exist...
Excellent...
TRASK
write!
love and peace, Carole
I concur with Eileen below completely
You should have let go...then we would have discovered what lied down there...:)
Peter
*Today I feel like I’m hanging off a cliff
...........
So what’s the sense of holding on?*
For some reason, I notice you were hanging *off* a cliff instead of *onto* a cliff! I loved this aberration, and it gave even more of a sense of dangling. Of course, we each see what we want to in a write, and maybe it means nothing. (:D
Peace. Joyce
Nicely navigated. I got the sense of epiphany and reapplication.
Excellent visuals as per your usual.
Peace,
B
Felix
You are right, The Cliff Is Now A Mountain To Climb.
Love, Betty Torain
Thanks for this insightful piece my friend....did those flu-bugs subside?
Love Tinka
And to life you must make a pledge,
Moving right along, in future stay away from the ledge,
No one can between you and your good karma, make a wedge...Ed
Truly a fine write. I leave you with a verse from a well-loved poet:
O' dear spirit raise your sails up high
And catch the healing winds
As they flourish around your eyes...
Eileen
Don't you dare let go. Grab on; climb that mountain, and glorious vistas await your arrival. A powerful write, very well expressed.
(((((HUGS))))) and love, Karla.