All kinds of actions lie beneath the veneer we present to the world. Chaos, wonderment, anxiety, joy, fear, love, envy, all that and more. Much of who and what we are, are unknown to others and somewhat to ourselves. Like a river, our surface looks the same on most days, but the eddies and currents, the debris and deadwood that travels beneath are turbulent troubles. We work with what we have, but that can change with the video clips from our mind.
Why are the dwarves beards and hair not afire? What magic keeps the sparking forges from casting flames to burn them?
The Enchanted Forest
I think that's why I like meditation. I get a good view of what is flowing between my ears. :)
ReplyDeleteeuu, singed hair and eyebrows. A childhood with gas ranges :)
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