A textured sigh

When we decide to let go, the mind becomes an intricately textured sigh - a deep breath which blurs boundaries as we surrender our judgements and opinions to the mystery of the in-between space - a space where human and animal, mind and earth meet.

The only way of travelling to the future in the now is to live on the edge or horizon of processes - the liminal spaces where human and the non-human meet, like human and Nature, human and animal, human and the more-than-human, mind and earth, the soles of your feet and the soil.

It is a deliberate venture to illicit the space between exploring and elucidating the physics, the ontology of the vibrational or quivering breath, delicately textured with mystery, movements, memory and musings.

According to Jean Gebser:

“In creativity, origin is present.

Creativity is not bound to space and time.

Creativity is a visibly emerging impulse of origin, a-rational, disarraying, transforming, and liberating.

It is the most direct, although the rarest, process of integration, and even when realised for only the span of fractions of a second, can never be lost.”

“Through the ever-present consciousness of creativity, the present moment that is timeless, unfolds and ‘happens’ to us and fulfills itself in us. In my journals I repeatedly wrote that I am not creating art; but that art is creating me.”

Jean Gebser writes: “But whatever pervades the heaven also pervades the soul; and for this reason alone, the pervasive, that is creative, is of spiritual nature.”

“As a scholar, poet, and artist, I progressively realised that creativity is a flowing process of unfoldment of multifaceted phenomena in the moment”. (Carrying Sand to the River)