Word of the Week - 17

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Word of the Week:  CIRCLES

Duality continues to muscle us this way and that.  As we cross thresholds of age, the circles expand and the circles narrow.  The spirals coil tighter.  In widening, influences create ripples that reach farther from the center, they encompass and include more.  We exceed our imagined limitations, find our shells not the rigid corrals that kept us in and the world out.  Not shells at all but sheer encasings akin to jelly fish, billowing and pliant like crepe paper though entirely waterproof, stretched into cupped shapes.  They are meant to contain.  We open to and accommodate the simple, the rare, the true in manifestations we could not even name as recently as yesterday.  The universe becomes a child seated in the shopping cart, pulling exotic treats off the shelves while we try to stick to our meticulous and budget-minded lists.

As we reach detente with what remains unanswerable or unresolvable within, we require a smaller spool upon which to wind our ribbons.  Earlier lack of clarity that insisted upon swirling acreage to navigate within finds altered interpretations.  Furor hogs the bed, fills the room, spills into the yard and floods the fields.  Harmony, without fidgeting, sits on a footstool and keeps its hands to itself.

The soul as a bellows, air drawn in, air expelled.  Within our circles we are enlarged and reduced.

“Be infinitely flexible and constantly amazed.”
― Jason Kravitz

“The measure of intelligence is the ability to change.”
― Albert Einstein

Art, Juan Romero.