Inner
to outer, outer to inner... pondering a pathway toward the goal, toward the interior.
Even if rushing along the straight areas, every tight curve forces a return to
slowness. Clearing the mind going in; walking on the inhalation and exhalation.
Some days are deafened with loud thoughts. Rather than seeking arrival, there
is a deep search for that vacant mind, a brain that follows the meditative
rhythm of the body. Ideas surge, and there is that focus on the breath…again…again…and
again. Growth and change: sometimes feeling
far from the polestar is, in actuality, getting nearer to it. Sometimes, as life
cycles through hours, days and decades, the definitive seems impossibly remote,
altogether unattainable. It is necessary to go far in order to come nearer again. Like
with the labyrinth walk, that outermost cyclical chunk of path is actually the final circumnavigation before the U-turn leading back, at once, to what is
central. To the core. No matter how distant the goal, process grounded in right
intention will lead there. The only requirement for growth is to continue traversing
the present terrain; movement on the road to the center is what it means to flourish.
All blog images created and/or photographed by Jennifer J. Wilhoit unless otherwise noted.
