macro universe

i'm pretty fascinated by animated inanimate objects. examples:

a marble being rolled across a wooden floor.
a rock kicked off a cliff by a landing bird.
the all-day amusement of a tire and a stick for a child.
the moving parts of a clock.
autumn leaves in the wind.
a feather on a windswept pond surface.

in the midst of all the madness the masses create and consume daily, i choose to take a step back and see the small things that make me happy to be held down by gravity. from high in the air, there's a mysterious pattern to mountains and rivers that make sense somehow; but still, down here, even in the craziest of places, we can use our macrosenses to see beauty in a way that allows it to take us out of the ugliness of business and greed. escape the circle of "i must accomplish this many things today" and allow yourself to be part of the circle of creation.

i love so much the leaves bursting from a tree in a gust of wind that sweeps hundreds of them across the road as i'm passing through.

i love erasing all the crap we think we have to do every day and replacing it with breath and thought. i love capturing it, inside me, and still allowing it to roam where it will.