We're floating as one
Many years ago I found myself driving on a freeway in fairly heavy traffic. As I surveyed the road ahead, I was surprised to see a balloon that had escaped from a child or a party or a car full of festive decorations. Wherever it came from, when I saw it it was bouncing along in the middle of the highway.
Here was this thing, this delicate and fragile bubble of a thing, dancing in the air against a backdrop of concrete and amidst a storm of metal and glass.
Although I had to concentrate on driving, I was transfixed by the sight of the balloon as it deftly dodged the vehicles, as if it were a whimsical matador and all the cars and trucks were its sport. Doom seemed certain, yet the bow wave of each automobile pushed the balloon out of harm's way, into the slipstream, and cavorting in the turbulence of the wake.
The balloon bounced against the pavement and rushed along with the traffic at surprising speeds. Every encounter seemed like a definite disaster, yet again and again the mindless orb prevailed. In its union with the air, it became one with the traffic. All of this transpired for me in a matter of seconds, but I still see it in my mind's rearview mirror, jumping up and down and taunting mythical monsters many times its mass and size.
Unable to take a stand, it floated. Floating, it endured.
Wishing to be more like that, I've incorporated such floatation into my practice. I have a mind which wants to direct and choose and dictate pathways and outcomes. I have a body with mass and inertia and negative buoyancy. Nevertheless, I can float.
My adversary has no bow wave of air for me to surf upon. Nevertheless, I slip by on and into their intent.
I have a determination for where I want to be. I want to be free to dip in and out, to go upstream or down. Nevertheless, I'm happy to get carried away.
Ever since you kissed my eyesRoss Robertson
Still Point Aikido Systems
Austin TX, USA
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