Thoughts and experiences.<\/p>\n
\u00c2\u00a0Time, feeling with the deeper belly (not sexual area, but near by), seems to me like more belly-like thinking. The quality of thinking changes.<\/p>\n
Last week I looked more careful than usual on and in time.<\/p>\n
A morning, a blue sky, no appointments.<\/p>\n
I enter a house of a artist with large windows\u00c2\u00a0and several of his work.<\/p>\n
In the night, clinking of bells in the wind.<\/p>\n
Hearing the difference between a clock-bell and the sound of a little zymbel.<\/p>\n
Thinking about the Zen-saying: (more or less) When I’m sitting quietly, nothing doing, the spring comes and the grass is\u00c2\u00a0growing.<\/p>\n
Working on a lathe (a turning tool) to build a holly symbol and seeing, how it comes out a piece of wood, how it comes to life, how it comes to birth.<\/p>\n
And then: I write a post futile – and I am frustrated: the space of time vanishes. Frustration: all around me freezes up.<\/p>\n
When time seems to expand a little bit, she (time in this sense seems to be\u00c2\u00a0more female) appears to me more like air, a little mooving air, wind or storm. And my\u00c2\u00a0‘I’ seems to make a little snap.\u00c2\u00a0Time (for me) has the tast of birth, creativity..<\/p>\n
Peter (Ludwig)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Thoughts and experiences. \u00c2\u00a0Time, feeling with the deeper belly (not sexual area, but near by), seems to me like more belly-like thinking. The quality of thinking changes. Last week I looked more careful than usual on and in time. A … Continue reading