The Runner

The purpose of running must involve more than the calculated and prescribed methodology that is measured by scientific principles. Running is a very natural movement that takes one beyond moments of objectivity into a sensory world dominated by a reality that awakens the soul to the awareness of the connective forces that flow through all forms of life and non life. A runner in motion is truly expressing a primal movement born in the geological past that reaches beyond a present moment to enlighten the edges of any projected future. Therefore to the runner time yields the opportunity to explore the depths of the inner voice as ideas transform a routine world into one broaden by imagination. Through visual imaginary a gateway is created that insures moments of openness and elements of insight often surfaces spontaneously.

Moments of openness encourages a transformation of thought that may enhance the quality of insight. It is within this quality of thought that objects are seen and felt differently. The runner has the opportunity to release an attachment to self and experience the sensations of beauty generated when moving freely. With freedom the runner's soul becomes united with a universal soul and the runner ceases.

A Forest Traverse

I traveled through the forest on ice and snow while the wind forever caused naked trees to bend, sway and send cracking sounds that consistantly alerted me to the possibility of danger. However, in some manner I adapted, knowing by experiencing such a place under such conditions provide the opportunities for me to know more fully the language that nature expresses. I realized that I am very fragile when compared to the completeness of the elements that compose the landscape that surrounds me. At best I can only be a learner that is willing to be openly aware of the happenings around me. Fatigue and coldness often clouded my mind, keeping me from being attentive. My assurance resides in the fact that I move softly and when I pass, nature is left undisturbed and every form continues as though I was never present. The trees will continue to remain exposed to the forces of the wind and the rigidity of the rock formations that are covered with ice and snow remain as monuments to the real strength that flows through the forest. It is with this thought that brings a degree of comfort as I traversed the forest. Just maybe I can remember that to nature I am of little importance or use, but that through feeling nature's presence I may transcend dominance and become aligned to its strength. Then fatigue and coldness that once clouded my vision may more acutely be reinforced with the knowing that comes when traversing the forest.