Nothing Meets Without Consequence
this blue world has been practicing
its wet unfolding a very long time
humanity is a humble blink of Earthstory
the body did not evolve inside a civilization
it evolved inside tides
inside mycelial relations
inside seasons
inside countless relationships
that preceded language
a wisdom billions of years old
when the listening was different ~
Earth's rivers don’t need to be schooled on shaping and being shaped
its forests don't memorize theories of reciprocity
and hawks don’t need to convince the wind to participate
life is.
…and it has always known how to become itself
What if an invitation of now
isn’t so much to invent
a better way of living ~
but to cultivate a remembering
a way of listening for
the ways that life
has already long been relating…
well before the perceiving
well before the languaging
well before the maneuvering
an invitation to witness ~
root meeting stone
fungus meeting fallentree
tide meeting shoreline
wind meeting wing
grief meeting play
life has long been practicing relationship
relationships that are continually unfolding
cultivating atmosphere
throughout the living world
throughout our living bodies
and we can witness it’s consequences
any practice begins with attention ~
not fixing
not mastering
not becoming good
simply noticing ~
humble.
honest.
attention becoming a presence
that can notice breath
can notice what is all around us ~
inviting
s p a c i o u s n e s s
in the between
What changes
when eye meet this moment
with curiosity instead of certainty?
What becomes possible
when eye stop organizing myself
around being right or good
and begin organizing
as witness…
abundantly within myselves
abundantly within the atmospheres
we all participate in
and the ways our participation
animates the architectures between us
and the earth
and the truth ~
nothing meets without consequence
What does this body already know?
What is the quiet life between the knowing…
and my interpretations of it?
What is this moment asking of me
and as we
notice
and notice
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we can begin to recognize patterns
and as we recognize patterns
our ways of meeting the world can begin to change…
not through a reliance on rules or scripts
but because practicing attention
allows perception to become more intimate
and we can live
we can witness
the consequences of those small shifts
accountably.
beyond any romanticization
some movements will cultivate spaciousness
others, contraction
some we will witness deepen trust
others, diminish it
And what if we didn’t organize this around
punishments and rewards
or moralities of right and wrong?
nature is consequential
…not punitive
invitations alive ~ to keep noticing
so we can adjust.
listen again.
choose again.
witness again.
practice is never an arrival…
it is remaining available to noticing
remaining available to what relationship
is communicating
What if liberation isn’t a destination
waiting for us somewhere ahead?
What if it begins to breathe the moments attention itself
re-embers how to witness
for what is present
wherever life is in communion…
within ourselves
between each other
as community
as river
as poem
as grief
as joy
as dance
as culture
life ~
What if the world evolved into collective compass
beyond infrastructures of collective moralities?
What if we nourished a compass
that leads away from
architectures of dominance
and into atmospheres of consent
a rising born of wisdoms Earth has always carried…
