September 10th - Walking on the winds.
Life is a complex weaving of intertwining elements... threads of light and dark... dualities, and multiplicities... pleasure-pain, good-evil, black-white, open-shut. The invariable ups and downs.
experience moves like a shuttle moves across the loom now above and then below the core strands that make up the fabric of our existence.. like waves peaking and ebbing towards the shore. Waves....
am I drowning? What does one expect when dancing on the tip of tsunami?
Thing is I don't mind it.. the drowning. I've said this before in prior journal entries and I'll say it again... I like to ride my pain, and my experience... all my emotions. There is truth in paradox and there is beauty in the ugly... if you know how to look at it.
I'm in my Gemini nature.. I'm riding in paradox and I'm so terrified I'm fearless. Opened so far to find myself trapped in a cell of making... pounding on the walls... raw, yet numb. desecration becomes transcendence.
Nothing else to say.
feeling remarkably strong... out of earthly energy.. and moving on. Tapping into the mother load.
XO
Katt