mickey hart here.

it’s the rhythm stupid

joe campbell was a good friend of mine. we shared many sunrises together talking about the rhythm of things. the rhythm of life, of nature, was always a hot topic of our conversations. joe was into the origins of things as was i.  we would end our conversations with a unison “it’s the rhythm stupid”.  the rhythmic universe of nature was all about entrainment, sync, flow, harmony. if joe was here to say his piece about the bp spill he would put it rhythmic terms. “we are violating the rhythm he would say.” i offer you an insight from joe:

“When you look at that nature world it becomes an icon, it becomes 
a holy picture that speaks of the origins of the world.  Almost every 
mythology sees the origins of life coming out of water.  And, curiously, 
that’s true.  It’s amusing that the origin of life out of water is in myths 
and then again, finally, in science, we find the same thing.  It’s exactly so.” -   Joseph Campbell, The Hero’s Journey, p. 10

Water

“bullets are like waves, they only rearrange the sand
History turns upon the tides and not the deeds of man”

((RH & MH))

(from Down The Road, Robert Hunter)

got fish? by Stephanie Ann Barrows c. 2010 

I scooped it up,  

Refused to flow - 

Held onto water, 

Then watched it go - 

I looked on in remorse 

As my fish swam away -

Perhaps I will catch 

Another, someday?  

From The Rime of The Ancient Mariner

From:

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

 By Samuel Taylor Coleridge

‘Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.’

“We are tied to the ocean.  And when we go back to the sea, whether we go to sail or watch - we are going back from whence we came.”—JFK

all

within, without is what essential water is all about.

A Suspended Blue Ocean

A Suspended Blue Ocean

The sky

Is a suspended blue ocean.

The stars are the fish

That swim.

The planets are the white whales

I sometimes hitch a ride on,

And the sun and all light

Have forever fused themselves

Into my heart and upon

My skin.

There is only one rule

On this Wild Playground,

For every sign Hafiz has ever seen

Reads the same.

They all say,

“Have fun, my dear; my dear, have fun,

In the Beloved’s Divine

Game,

O, in the Beloved’s

Wonderful

Game.”

Damn Thirsty

Damn Thirsty

First

The fish needs to say,

“Something ain’t right about this

Camel ride -

And I’m

Feeling so damn

Thirsty.”

~Hafiz

What T.S. Eliot said about “on water”

“ The sea howl
And the sea yelp, are different voices
Often together heard: the whine in the rigging,
The menace and caress of wave that breaks on water,
The distant rote in the granite teeth,
And the wailing warning from the approaching headland
Are all sea voices, and the heaving groaner
Rounded homewards, and the seagull:
And under the oppression of the silent fog
The tolling bell
Measures time not our time, rung by the unhurried
Ground swell, a time
Older than the time of chronometers,” 

T.S. Eliot - The Four Quartets: 3rd Quartet: Dry Salvages