— Lighthousekeeping by Jeanette Winterson
— Lighthousekeeping by Jeanette Winterson
— John Lennon (via aigla)
Today we danced in silence.
You held my everything in your arms, and swayed me to the rhythm of our hearts beating in time.
It was silent. I wasn’t there.
I don’t know where I was - I don’t know where you took me.. I really don’t have any recollection of experiencing any sense stimuli that would have suggested that, at the time we were dancing in silence, I wasn’t dreaming.
I saw chandeliers, gowns, and suits.
I heard symphonies, sonatas, etudes.
They flowed through the stages of orchestral history: from baroque, where you moved my hips - to classical, where you guided my legs - to romantic, where you took my hand - to contemporary, where your lips touched mine.
I was spellbound by this magic that binds us and moves us in ways I would never have been able to predict, and will never be able to explain.
—
Plotinus | An Essay on the Beautiful
The hierarchical composition of that which is beautiful.
The conflicted dual-reality of the divine soul trapped in a body of matter.
You can almost feel yourself aligning with the words of Plotinus - a transcendental kind of experience.
“Some things you’re not letting happen right now because the timing isn’t perfect for you. Some you’re not letting happen because you are very aware of where you are. But all things, as they are happening, are happening in perfect order. And if you will relax and begin saying, ‘Everything in its perfect time. Everything is unfolding. And I’m enjoying where I am now, in relationship to where I’m going. Content where I am, and eager for more,’ that is the perfect vibrational stance.”
[Abraham Hicks]
I like this idea of having a vibrational stance - of mirroring the energy of the universe in a simultaneously defiant and welcoming stance. Feet shoulder-width apart, arms open to embrace the heavens, eyes focused on nothing and everything at the same time. Feeling your breath flow down through your lungs, your capillaries dilating to facilitate the exchange of oxygen and carbon dioxide. Feelings your muscles flexing, keeping you standing, balanced. Feeling the hairs on your arms and the back of your neck stand up ever-so-slightly with the light summer breeze, acknowledging the temperature change of the air molecules around you.
Stand in a stance that vibrates with the motion of the earth and the heavens and the oceans and all the living beings occupying this space and time. Stand in that stance, feel your body, be present.
— Jodi Picoult, Second Glance