David Dybdal: Posted on Monday, March 18, 2019 9:12 PM
Walking along in the forest, I felt a cool breeze on my face and arms, as beams of sunlight pierced through tree branches and reached down to gently touch the pine needle covered path below. As I walked on, slowly, I became aware of a faint, low humming sound that seemed to eminate from the shadows of trees and shrubs off to the side of the trail. Quietly, I stopped to listen and the sound stopped. Slowly, I started walking again, and the sound soon resumed.
I walked around along the path as it turned around a corner, and I continued hearing the sound, yet still there was nothing that I could see, and the low frequency of the sound made it difficult to pinpoint location. |
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David Dybdal: Posted on Monday, March 18, 2019 9:11 PM
Wabi-Sabi (Japanese)
a way of seeing the beauty in
imperfection, of knowing that everything (even you) is perfectly imperfect,
of feeling a sense of acceptance
and appreciation of everything, just as it is.
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Posted on Sunday, May 28, 2017 8:41 AM
Breathe free To See Power in Love Brilliant light above
Growing Flowing Time stops going All is glowing
Slow, then Fast No Past No End Still, let's pretend
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Posted on Sunday, May 28, 2017 8:39 AM
If it's curiosity that killed the cat....
Then it's acceptance of death that brought him back!
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Posted on Wednesday, July 27, 2016 9:27 AM
It's better to play a role than to be played by one.
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David Dybdal: Posted on Tuesday, March 08, 2016 11:25 AM
THE RIVER
Virgin mother, dark and sweet Fecund water reaching deep to George's cross of wooden teeth
Ashen waters muddy swirl White burning wood is swallowed hole Where frogs and fish feet twist and twirl
Hello, Goodbye The bright white light that makes us fly As slow we spread our wings to cry
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Posted on Friday, January 15, 2016 12:47 PM
If you can't beat them, join them
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Posted on Monday, January 11, 2016 8:46 PM
You must go slow to go fast.
- Roberto Assagioli
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David Dybdal: Posted on Monday, January 04, 2016 9:38 AM
If there were a story about healing, it would not best be told as a persistent journey out of the darkness into the light, but rather as a series of criss-crosses from darkness into the light and back again into darkness... And the measure of our progress would not be defined by the amount of time we spend in the light or the dark, but rather how often we traverse one boundary into the other, stitching the two poles into one, like two halves of a broken heart.
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David Dybdal: Posted on Sunday, January 03, 2016 11:25 PM
To create reality with intention, imagination, intuition, and patience. To maintain a sense of connection; to self, to others, and to the universe. To be the eyes and ears of the universe, reflecting its beauty. To witness and facilitate this process in others who wish to pursue it, without diminishing one's own sense of connection. To expect guidance, everyday.
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