(Rockwell Kent, ‘Flame’)
“Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sounds of silence”
‘The Sound of Silence’, Paul Simon
Blessings be to your dreams and visions and now we walk further on our journey around the medicine wheel into the West – the place of the adult, the colour is black, the element is earth, the animal is the Bear. It is in the darkness of the West we must face our fears and find our courage…
In the freedom of the South and with the sprit of the child we gave ourselves permission to dream – just like we (hopefully) do with our children – but now the child grows into the adult and our dreams are faced with the reality of “Yes but…”
Ignoring the “Yes but…” is futile
“And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I m…
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