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21 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow, That's deep. It's a sad fact that time waits for no man. I know if I could turn back the clock, there's so many things I'd like to change.

I've gotten to a point where I regret all the time I wasted.

Anonymous said...

The older you get the faster the sand flows ... when it comes to an end you are amazed because you feel like you are at the beginning.

Beautiful image and thought.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful painting and colours :)

Trée said...

Last night I was watching the Colts/Ravens game and caught myself worrying about things to do this week. The thought popped into my head that I wasn't really watching the game, that I wasn't really here, now. Then the image of NOW dissolving all that worry, dissolving both past and future and leaving me free to enjoy the only moment we ever intersect with life--now. I has never quite thought of it that way before, that the power of NOW can dissolve all those things that keep us from living. Now if I could only bottle it and carry it with me LOL.

Anonymous said...

I love this. I find myself having problems living in the 'here and now' myself.

Anonymous said...

Gorgeous image - the colours.

Living for the moment - something we should strive to do, but it is actually most difficult. Yesterdays' memories and thoughts of tomorrows keep intruding on the moment.

Autumn

Trée said...

A, No one tortures us as much as our own mind--no doubt.

Sherri, many spend a lifetime trying to simply stay present. Very, very hard to do. Most are not even aware that they are not present most of the time. And that is sad. To be asleep and not even know it. Mmmm . . .

Everytime I ride my bike my goal is to be nowhere else. The best rides I've ever had were just me, the bike and nature. The worst rides are when I took my worries, concerns, anger, arguments, case building, etc, with me on the bike. Most of the time, they slip in the backdoor and the ride is over before I even realize they've hijacked my ride.

Anonymous said...

I'm no pro, but I used to ride to work, 32km a day total, and loved every minute. For some reason, I tend to shout hello (loudly) as I pass people by and for some same reason perhaps they tend to shout it back.
For me, there is a great sense of freedom associated to cycling and a childlike joy. And it is always a race against time.

Trée said...

A, I guess it goes without saying I find much joy on the bike. I enjoy riding on the back roads the most. Just me and the horses and cows.

I find when I really push myself hard, and the "suffering" on the bike increases, all the pettiness falls away. Not sure how to describe it, but when my lungs feel like that are going to burst, and my legs are on fire, my mind becomes very focused and at the same time very broad. Seems like a contradiction but the pain becomes a very sweet thing--it takes you places pleasure does not--places that expand rather than contract.

To see the "opaque screen of concepts, labels, images, words, judgments and definitions" slip away with an increasing heart-rate is a beautiful thing to experience. :-)

I think I need a sunrise ride planned for tomorrow ;-)

Anonymous said...

There's a line that if crossed, ensures one can keep on going almost indefinitely. I love crossing that line - physical exhaustion can be absolutely exhilarating.
Hearing you describe your experiences on the bike bring forth envy for what seems like a moment of pure clarity...wish I could join you tomorrow, though I think you would leave me behind from the start :o)

Trée said...

A, well said. And you can join me on that ride anytime. We'll ride at your pace ;-)

Anonymous said...

Sounds great! :o)
Not past the cows barns though, please. On that ride to work along Ringkoebing Fjord, I had to pass quite a few farms...one in particular had me holding my breath for a couple of hundred meters, not easy when riding as fast as one can towards fresh air. I mastered this skill though...hmm, I wonder if Guinness would be interested.

Trée said...

A, come to Tennessee and I will take care of the proper route--lmao. ;-)

Anonymous said...

Very well put. Time waits for no man so carpe diem!

Anonymous said...

Lurking... lurking... saying hi, because it's now.

Trée said...

Melly, still now. Mmm . . . ;-)

Anonymous said...

Sadly, the "here and now" is rarely accepted... It just seems "effortless" for some people to simply live in the moment...

I'm glad you noticed... :)

~Y

Anonymous said...

Minus time difference plus flight time, could I get there by sunrise...
:-)

Trée said...

A, only if you hurry. I'll get my second bike ready. :-)

Yemanja, takes me a lot of effort--perhaps one day it will be otherwise for me. Still, I have those moments where time doesn't exist--just a sense of an ever present now. Those are moments of pure joy.

Anonymous said...

Regrets! Think the window of opportunity has passed, i.e. the moment.
Raincheck?

:-)

Trée said...

Raincheck in the mail. ;-)