The Mandalas of Earth and Grammar

[taische]

I listen, I listen, and I listen more. I listen for years on end, unmoving and unmoved. … millions of words, my own and others’, drumming seismic surveys into the soil of spirit upon spirit, convolving echoes, building images of what lies within. Most returns are simple and quick- karst structures and hollows, frozen waves of grey sediment and rock

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[irrect]

welcome back

[taische]

Thank you, Nita. It’s good to “see” you; those two words parse like a just-right cup of bergamot tea, for reasons I can’t quite place. How are you?

[irrect]

I am existing. That's how my life has been since December 2015... More downs than ups, unfortunately. I noticed you just logged in and posted after being off of LJ for the last FIVE YEARS!

[taische]

The five years feel like a week, in some ways. I read your more recent posts- I’m so sorry about the losses you’ve endured and the challenges you’ve encountered. I hope that there’s some measure of comfort that you can draw from your strength in overcoming them, any edifying ripples the past has projected into your present, and perhaps most of all your connection with your own inner beauty and all that it merits. The last five years or so have been a time of reflection for me; there have been some losses and some challenges but I’ve found that it’s also been an opportunity to work on developing equanimity toward not being diminished when my being as healthy and clear of mind as possible might serve those close. … focusing on cultivating connection and growth through service where appropriate while getting better at discerning where and when to let go. There’s ever work to do.