Friday, April 4, 2008
the miracle of gl
It occured to me yesterday during and acupucture appointement that the words we use to describe what we feel are surprisingly limited. After twenty minutes of free-flowing gi it wasn't peace or tranquility or sublimity. It was like something in a song. Like I was feeling tamberine. Maybe borrowing from the world of music could help us hit home a little closer to what we feel. Some days are too full of trumpet. Some moments to heavy on the bass.
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2 comments:
I'm impressed, I don't know if I could do that. I love your use of music and I totally understand.
i love your words. life could be so much more described by music.
thank you for your musings.
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