“From
simply Being into human being we are by nature born into a world that believes
in brokenness”
Conscious that the creative flame is alight
within me the colours of the city seem to jostle for attention. The so called
“news” paper tells me nothing new but, for some reason, reaches deep into my
heart to try to break me with stories of brokenness. My emotions are heightened
and tears are close; both of joy and pain; I meet a friend who tells me a tale
of her journey through the illusions of incompleteness and damage; perfectly reflecting
to me our oneness. At the supreme level all is and is not; nothing can be
destroyed nor broken. In our coming from simply Being into human being we are
by nature born into a world that believes that we can be broken and thus we
are; our fragile frames (of body and mind) are destined to weather the trials
of life; pain and death an inevitability. These trials are but rites of passage
if conscious but deep suffering if not. A belief in time and the promise of
future happiness at the root of our pain; the secret release in the present
moment; closer to us than our very skin. At that crossroads of doing and being
is the conception of Creation. The timeless time is now and the placeless place
is here.
I came across the signposts in my day’s
pilgrimage. How fortunate are we indeed to be able to frolic in the mysteries
of birth and death for there it is we become aware of life.
“How fortunate are you
and I, whose home
is timelessness: we who
have wandered down
from fragrant mountains
of eternal now
to frolic in such mysteries
as birth
and death a day
(or maybe even less)”
EE Cummings (photo taken 14th
October 2015 at Neal’s Yard, Covent Garden)
“Dorothy Richardson (1873 – 1957)
Dorothy Richardson was the author of
Pilgrimage, a sequence of 13 novels which emphasized the nature of the female
experiences.
Her style of writing was called “stream of
consciousness” because she wrote without regard to punctuation, sentence length
and language convention to create a feminine prose as she felt this was more of
an expression of female experience.
She became associated with the Bloomsbury
Group and in particular was a friend of HG Wells.
She was also a journalist and wrote on a
wide range of subjects as well as translating books from French and German into
English”
(Photo taken on 14th October
2015 at Woburn Walk, Euston)
