October 13, 2019, Arcosanti-
The account of last week’s travels has been pre-empted by revelations that came, duirng a meditation session, this afternoon.
Twelve cypress trees grace the outside of the Vaults.
As I lay in meditation,
gazing upward,
towards their midst,
the middle tree was swaying.
Responding to the breeze,
to the intonation
of a meditation master’s
spoken word,
to the positive thoughts
of those in the circle below.
Soon, the trees on either side
of the intrepid conifer
were swaying,
in unison with their peer.
Soon, I was chanting
in unison with the rest of the circle.
We brought the feeling,
the awareness,
to each of our body’s parts.
The trees brought the sense
that a change was taking place.
in the air,
in the sensitivity,
of those gathered
at their feet.
Those who were friendly
last year,
are somewhat less so.
Others have taken their places.
The twelve cypresses
tell those who are listening,
and watching,
that there is power
in proximity,
even while there is strength
in a short distance.
There is power in unified action,
but uniformity
of behaviour
can detract,
from community.
Those who led me to
a positive sense of self
are moving away.
Those who are with me now,
are the beings
who will be at my side
for a stage of growth
which I am only beginning
to understand.
The twelve cypresses
make clear,
that the flexible
yet firm
will endure.
Adaptation is the strength of our species. Emotional flexibility allows us to thrive in the face of adversity – no matter its form or substance.
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I am eternally grateful for having such emotional flexibility.
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