Orselig - 無 The Invisible Dance

Resilience of the rivers

ཡར་ཀླུངས་གཙང་པོ་, the Yarlung Tsangpo river of Tibet, also known as 雅魯藏布江 or as the river of the roof of the world, is the highest watercourse on earth. Called the “Everest of Rivers” because of the extreme conditions in which it flows and its lofty elevation which averages about 4000 meters, Yarlung Tsangpo starts from the Angsi Glacier and runs across Tibet, India and then meets the Bay of Bengal. It is the Upper stream of Brahmaputra River and has to navigate its way through multiple mountain ranges. While leaving the Tibetan Plateau, the river forms the world’s largest and deepest canyon, 雅魯藏布大峽谷 Yarlung Tsangpo Grand Canyon, which is comparatively much longer than the Grand Canyon of America.

Noûs: a river is stronger than any mountain.

Its way, ever searching, ever flowing, always finds its path around any obstacle. The true strength of the flow shows. Drawn by its pull to the sea, bolstered by gravity, every river seeks out its path, creates it.

And the canyons  resulting from this search, are magnificent pieces of natural art which serve as a reminder, that in nature, water always cuts rock.

道德經 Dao De Jing [Chapter 36]

柔胜刚， 弱胜强。

The soft overcomes the hard; and the weak the strong

“We are living in a culture entirely hypnotized by the illusion of time, in which the so-called present moment is felt as nothing but an infinitesimal hairline between an all-powerfully causative past and an absorbingly important future. We have no present. Our consciousness is almost completely preoccupied with memory and expectation. We do not realize that there never was, is, nor will be any other experience than present experience. We are therefore out of touch with reality. We confuse the world as talked about, described, and measured with the world which actually is. We are sick with a fascination for the useful tools of names and numbers, of symbols, signs, conceptions and ideas.”

— Alan Watts

Got a mind that ramble, got a mind that roam I'm travelin' light and I'm a-slow coming home

“Mother of Muses”

Bob Dylan “Rough and Rowdy Ways”

7 tamed and sublimated wheels of energy by the solar feminine into the cosmic presence

The woman clothed with the sun and the seven headed dragon, 1511, Albrecht Dürer

Medium: woodcut

“Among animals I am the lion; among birds, the eagle Garuda. I am Prahlada, born among the demons, and of all that measures, I am time.I am death, which overcomes all, and the source of all beings still to be born. Just remember that I am, and that I support the entire cosmos with only a fragment of my being. Behold, Arjuna, a million divine forms, with an infinite variety of color and shape. Behold the gods of the natural world, and many more wonders never revealed before. Behold the entire cosmos turning within my body, and the other things you desire to see. I am time, the destroyer of all; I have come to consume the world.”Lord Krishna, The Bhagavad Gita

We don’t grow older, we grow riper.

- Pablo Picasso

We are the sky

All the rest is weather.

Misquoted from Pema Chödrön and darling BB or Bellissima Belinda