Into the darkness
Candle lit, incense filled rooms
Chant
Into the light
Wind dances in the trees
Tall grass waves as pretty
as any ocean
Into the void
Clear consciousness
unending, never beginning
formlessness
Into the darkness
Candle lit, incense filled rooms
Chant
Into the light
Wind dances in the trees
Tall grass waves as pretty
as any ocean
Into the void
Clear consciousness
unending, never beginning
formlessness
While I might not agree with every statement in these two movies, there is a lot of truth here. Watch these movies and post your comments below:
Esoteric Agenda:
Kymatica:
I sat against the trunk of the ages old tree and closed my eyes. I was tired of walking in this forest of melody and mist, I needed a rest, I needed food, I needed to be dry and to find a real bed, a fireplace and a few moments of peace. I only closed my eyes for a moment, thinking to myself, ‘only for a few seconds, sweet tree, keep me company’.
Slowly the sounds of the forest slid away from my consciousness. The songs of the birds became softer and then were gone. The frogs, crickets and other noises from the underbrush slowed, quieted, and were gone. My hands reached into the mossy warmth around me, and I could feel the energy swirling within my mind. I could hear my own breath for a long while, and it was warm in the sun, there against my tree, and then I slept. Read the rest of this entry »
I am watching this now, and I decided to post it and hopefully begin some conversations in the comments on this post about the movie, the teachings and the ideas presented within.
The snow made a comforting sound beneath the horse’s hooves as we made our way along the tree line. The trees were cedars, and being heavy with snow I could not see into the forest, but I knew they were pacing me, hidden there in the trees. Were they natives, were they animals, demons? The mind does funny things to a man out here on the snows, alone with his thoughts.
Sunrise was only moments away now and the pinks and oranges coming from the east were reassuring to me. Stars still littered the skies, but I felt somehow like with the sun I would find some refuge from the people in the trees.
How could I have known how wrong I was?