Remembering Elisabeth Walker,
who taught me the difference between
the way of learning by doing and
the learning by non-doing any copying Continue reading
ELISABETH WALKER – commemorative words
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HIGH HEELS
French high heels
stepping in balance
thank you, F.M.
pointillism inspired by Alex Maunder
the point is
the two points
is or are?
the points
are
the point
haiku Sept 17, 2011
truly letting go
through consent to the change, gives
awareness of flow
TENSION AND STRESS
TENSIONS
as long as I need them
I won’t be able to see them
nor to release them
SURPRISE
happily
I accepted
the Alexander Technique
as a psychoPHYSICAL
help against pain
gladly
I preached
how everything
is dependent of
everything
totally blind of the aspect
PSYCHOphysical
what a baffling experience
it was
to realize how the Work
had worked in silence, incorruptibly
despite
my false currency
NO NEWS … USE
no news
is good news,
we believe
then,
shouldn’t
no use
be good use??
No way, my friend,
no way
the Use of the Self
is not a logical illusion
ANOTHER KIND OF USE
what’s the use
in scolding those
who find life and everything
meaningless
or those who lack initiative
to tackle their lives?
The total waste in this
nobody can see
who has not himself been
wondering,
pondering
the curse of slow motion
THE PYRENEES or Awareness of the peripheral vision
blue haze, far away
peekless shapes
hanging from the horizon
this is where the rainbow
will be scooping up
its most shimmering colour –
the heavenly blue
from the greyish soil
* * *
behind every height veiled in light
there is another, in another light
the sunmist in the mountains
grants softness to the silhouettes
in a shroud of mist
mingled with sunlight
the far away hills
seem near.
The gravel utters plain silence.
A MIND FULL OF WHITE (Awareness)
from my white chair
I minutely observe
the landscape
the shining whiteness
centered, the sun
lazely moving
hazely gazing
from the sky
a white chair
a white gazing sun
a white chilly fog
over the mountains
a white table
a white cloth
a white piece of paper.
The pen is red.
CATALUNYAN IMPRESSION or Awareness
sometimes
the air is vibrating from withheld wind
the silence is sounding from lack of voices
the scents of wild herbs and the dusty lane
unify in a sunwarm caress of blinding light
and the soul is breathing