Orselig - 無 The Invisible Dance

Solid — like a body — sustained — loved — by the translucent — transparent and transubstantial— 道

“Baikal Zen”: Rocks that have fallen on the ice of Lake Baikal are heated by sunlight and emit infrared rays that melt the ice below. Once the sun is gone, the ice becomes solid again, creating a small support for the rock above.

“Cosmic Overture” Daniel Martin Diaz

“Then, suddenly, my consciousness was lighted up from within and I saw in a vivid way how the whole universe was made up of particles of material which, no matter how dull and lifeless they might seem, were nevertheless filled with this intense and vital beauty.”

—

Aldous Huxley

Emerging from the water.  By eventyrphotos

Margot Robbie by Camilla Akrans 2018

Je ne parlerai pas, je ne penserai rien : Mais l’amour infini me montera dans l’âme.

- Arthur Rimbaud

Resilience of the rivers

ཡར་ཀླུངས་གཙང་པོ་, the Yarlung Tsangpo river of Tibet, also known as 雅魯藏布江 or as the river of the roof of the world, is the highest watercourse on earth. Called the “Everest of Rivers” because of the extreme conditions in which it flows and its lofty elevation which averages about 4000 meters, Yarlung Tsangpo starts from the Angsi Glacier and runs across Tibet, India and then meets the Bay of Bengal. It is the Upper stream of Brahmaputra River and has to navigate its way through multiple mountain ranges. While leaving the Tibetan Plateau, the river forms the world’s largest and deepest canyon, 雅魯藏布大峽谷 Yarlung Tsangpo Grand Canyon, which is comparatively much longer than the Grand Canyon of America.

Noûs: a river is stronger than any mountain.

Its way, ever searching, ever flowing, always finds its path around any obstacle. The true strength of the flow shows. Drawn by its pull to the sea, bolstered by gravity, every river seeks out its path, creates it.

And the canyons  resulting from this search, are magnificent pieces of natural art which serve as a reminder, that in nature, water always cuts rock.

道德經 Dao De Jing [Chapter 36]

柔胜刚， 弱胜强。

The soft overcomes the hard; and the weak the strong

“At times I feel as if I am spread out over the landscape and inside things, and am myself living in every tree, in the splashing of the waves, in the clouds and the animals that come and go, in the procession of the seasons. There is nothing… with which I am not linked.”

—

Carl Jung

art by Vanessa Lemen