A Rock in Allegany State Park

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Rock and stream.

Jim White

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Strength in nature. It beckons me. To come closer. To listen. Observe. Take pause. Move forward and away. Possibly at the same time.

Water finds a way.

Rock holds ground.

Both in their element.

We human beings can learn much from nature, but that’s not where I feel compelled to take this writing.

Ideas that we have currently. Where do they originate?

That’s where I am rolling.

Find the root. Then go a little deeper still.

As the mind is a trickster, you can’t trust the first answer.

There’s another level. More questions. An answer may come. It may not. It’s not important. What is key is to watch it. How it comes. Where it turns. The mind is so adept at finding ways that we are rarely aware of it.

Until we seek. Not in the usual sense, but in a new way. What are we seeking? Why?

Don’t answer too quickly. If you do, follow the words from beginning to the present moment. Observe like watching a majestic bird of prey coasting along the breeze. Barely flapping a wing. Master of his domain, above the river gorge.

This awareness is a beginning. After some time, you’ll find a little space. This may entice you to go further. That’s neither right…

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Jim White
Jim White

Written by Jim White

Creation. Transformation. Metamorphosis play. Onward. To float over desert expanse, on a breeze.

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