Water Glyph

The glyph is a cleft. I am constantly aware of what I may perceive as a potential sign in a wave, in an apparently unconscious tracing of the shoreline, stones, and ocean... I am aware that to me it might mean something.

I suddenly think to myself, what of some kids look at this rambling and think, oh well, nothing much is written here. Nothing much, nothing much. Negativity and positivity working again.

I think that there might be something here. I choose the frame, and then I discover that a frame chooses me. On and on it goes. I am just traveling, just running down the way.

I do think that the images of my world here seem to have a little more "character" than the images presented in the relatively interesting animated short "we are the strange" (which I still like for its nightmarish quality):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5jlD7EVSJFw

Well, that is just one dream. It is in many ways a very scary dream. I tend to prefer my dream: a waking dream of getting up in the morning and writing down my dreams. I write down my dreams really without copyright because they are a gift of the self. You can copy them if you want to... but in a sense you cannot delete them, though you could delete this web log... and so on.

I walk and I get more images of this ocean every day in my camera. Every morning, like the dreams I have I get more images of the rough stones at the shoreline. I meditate on this interconnection.

When I was only a little bit younger, and none the less more wise nor foolish, I was obcessed with the image of the "mandorla" as I had learned about it from Robert Johnson's (the Jungian analyst, not the blues player, though there may be a connection) "Own your own Shadow." An example of a mandorla:

Image taken from: http://www.the-intuitive-self.org/scripts/frameit/methods.cgi?/website/methods/drawing/mandorla_info/mandorlas.html

I think of consciousness as playing in between these two realms: between the conscious and the unconscious realm. That is why the edge of the ocean is an important symbol to me: I generally interact with it by gently viewing it. I have spent time closer up, but then we lose the ability to focus on the transitions between stages. We are incredibly fortunate that we exist in a world this animated: where we can see the active waves churning, moving on and on: and not merely the repetitive motion that forgets itself, rather the motion that has churned and churned into life, and then churned and churned again into life that could exist on land, and then churned and churned again into life that looks at all this life and wonders deeply: how many turnings make for real animation? It is not just the ceaseless endless turning of the waves, it is for an overturning that turns back at a certain moment. But then there is something else: we don't always have to develop out: to evolve: to take a linear approach: rather pleasure comes from our eyes as the waves that turn back to the waves after so long a time (one might also read this in the light of Italo Calvino's Mr. Palomar: "Reading a Wave": really a wave reads a wave in this context): and after so long a time the waves are thirsty to drink in the beauty of the waves. They turn some more: they cannot remain there for too long: they churn outward: they churn onward: we go back to our desks, our computers, our machines, fabricate log entries of thoughts and fantasies, all springing from the same fantastic, unconscious ocean. The appointments of a ship? (...compass, astrolabe, charts, graphite, maps of the stars and their locations... ) Possibly a ship's log, a web log and a web, journal: an account of days: nothing done, nothing done, nothing done... What was more important was the care and astonishment we might communicate, without dislodging another stratum: as we look into one of the most beautiful strata of consciousness: the stones, ocean, the sandy-blonde sweep of the bushes, the zo-osphere in its many reticulations by the sea.

Jung writes about the transcendent function as a meeting of two worlds, as the meeting of the ocean world and the land world in the area of the mandorla:

The Transcendent Function from volume 8 "The Structure and Dynamics of the Psyche"
131 There is nothing mysterious or metaphysical about the term "transcendent function." It means a psychological function comparable in its way to a mathematical function of the same name, which is a function of real and imaginary numbers. The psychological "transcendent function" arises from the union of conscious and unconscious contents
source: http://web.ukonline.co.uk/phil.williams/transcendent-function.htm

Human beings have yet to invent anything as beautiful, or as astonishing as this part of the ocean meeting the earth.