Tap roots and Erosion

Lessons in depth and impermanence

Today is a travel day on our family pilgrimage/concert tour.

As I write this, I am sitting at Portsmouth Harbour train station, making the most of a delayed train journey.

Everywhere is a lesson… which is to say: everywhere there is opportunity to listen to what our heart is remembering.

Our family has been hiking the old footpaths on the Isle of Wight this week. In each step, is a sensation similar to connecting our voices to ancient liturgy.

The real corporate power.

We spent the day by Compton Bay yesterday… a profound reminder that erosion of oceanic proportions is part of the deal, and out of our control.

Yesterday, I saw an ancient Roman artifact of the Janus Head just hours after I saw a recently eroded beach cliff…

There is the danger with erosion, that ancient wisdom is covered up… and forgotten. But there is also the possibility for deeper revelation.

The Janus face is a doorway, a threshold, a rebirth… an integration… looking both back and forward, mashing time up beyond a bull’s eye target, and into a timelessness, that offers the Presence that is always here.

These cliffs along the edge of the Isle of Wight are on farmer’s lands. These farmers receive deep lessons in impermanence. They cannot possess this land… because in a sense, it belongs to the mystery of the ocean. A storm comes in, and in 30 foot blows, ancient things are brought to light.

There is something in loosening our navigation out into the waves and the hidden treasures they might reveal, that has captured my heart’s attention.

There is something in the acceptance of change that is bringing a hallowed and wild life to paths we must touch our feet to again. To prayers we must taste in our mouths again.

And what if we touched the power of this erosion… this change… through being present in our perception… to witness the lifting of the mystery veil… a compression for revelation…

I have now seen that this utterly raw material is one of the “dropped keys” that might unleash an ancient/new pantheon. This has historically been “found difficult and left untried”.

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