Notes from the journey …
To let myself fall into this
ever flowing place
withing the movement of life
(as the web of life is moving I never loose my particular place,
even when the whole constellation of Life is shifting and changing.
Feeling that. Always suspended, always my unique place within the whole.)
This place of Belonging.
This place that changes its geography and inner landscape
(but never its belonging to the whole)
all the time
as the web of life is moving and changing
as wholeness
as one
simultaneously
moving as stillness
resting within movement.
Movement
Stillness
Movement
Stillness
One
Belonging