The Wheel I Ride Upon

The Wheel I Ride Upon

I listen to the drums and find myself trying to hear something that wants to be heard, something that is sitting just between each strike of the mallet.

I concentrate here and this then changes into the weaving of a basket, then a tapestry and then a fine cloth.  I find that I am moving down closer and closer to the threads and here I start to try and see what sits just under and between the threads. It almost looks like crumpled paper, but it is still too obscured.

Then the image of a stone with a face of a man enters my sight from the right side and I know it is the Stone People and he tells me he is there to guard this sacred path, yet is there to greet me as I enter.  

I then find myself as if on a ship that is void of space and time that suddenly zooms down and into the fabric.  I fall and fall and see the animals that exist on a microscopic scale…. Such variety and expansiveness at this micro-universe level.  And I fall further and see upon the backs of this tiny animals, even smaller creatures.

And I fall further until I am surfing through the void where there are atoms and electrons and other exotic things and I watch as a bright light comes closer and closer. And I realize that it is not a single light but millions of lights all within one.

Then I see that each of the millions of lights are in themselves galaxies of stars, which I zoom into closer and closer until I reach my own galaxy, then the sun, then the earth and closer and closer I go.

I reach myself, sitting in circle and drumming. And then I fall again into the drum beat and into the woven fibers and before I know what is happening I am zooming from tiny to expansive to tiny to expansive over and over in an endless loop … an endless circle.  

As the time comes for the journey to end, I find that my stomach has become upset and something sits in my throat and I feel nauseated.  This circle of life, this endless path, this wheel I ride upon is making me feel sick.

However, this wheel controls and creates and manages everything… and I know that although I may seem irrelevant -- in reality, I am everything.

This is my Journey
--Owl

7" x 10" graphite with digital manipulation
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