Understanding the Dragon (story)

All these signs
Culminate.

The Wizard and Warrior,
King and Queen,
And the Lover

Return once audience is requested.

With them they bring fire and wrath, roasting Subject on its own grill. Neglect was the order of the day, and for that: “You must pay with answers and deeds”.

After many days of deliberating, eventually the fire dims, the ashes kindle, and conversation begins.

Slowly but surely, the order of the day continues for ‘under-standing’ to include understanding.

Through trials and tribulations, walls, and reclamation, friendship is born. Over time a mutual respect grows into the pillar that holds this world up on which we stand today.

With this structure born, the 4 corners of the world are held strong; reinforced with the iron of compassion and the steel of humility.

Each of the 4 corners are guarded by the Stewards of Power, the faces of energy. Here the Stewards in all their knowledge and wisdom gift and direct the energies of the kingdom in order to maintain balance and prosperity for those who would indulge in the space and the freedom of the kingdom of light.

However one day as with any empire, the pillar crumbles; trust fades.
It is here on this day that the Dragon, from deep within its cave, emerges in companionship with the Stewards of the 4 corners of light: the Wizard, The Warrior, King, and Queen, and the Lover, brewing and casting spells of madness.

Return with fire, the dragon lends them it’s form in exchange for the power that within. In the darkness together they now brew deeds of evil that dim the light of this world, bringing forth those long nights of restless slumber with little respite.

Few call for audience with these demons, in fear of the fire which these Stewards of Power wield and lash and breathe with all the splendour of creature-hood

Continuing in darkness and cold it would seem. Many say the fire is too hot, too bright, for any one person to bare alone…

These are those who run. Only they should ask… where is the Dragon now?


-Ben

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Getting out of your own way

Often the best art comes when we get out of our own ways. When we allow the spirit to write its own passages and to be its own creator. Yet… how could this be the case?
This is the hardest thing to do and to accept. Our sense of self seems to create the things that we see in front of us, but where does it really come from? The art, the ideas, the music, the life.

From where it comes is the most truthful source. Getting in touch with this source only requires that you feel into it, and get out of your own way in doing so.

Liberating, scary, relentless, brilliant… Sounds like life to me.

As a practice or meditation, try following the flow back to its source, and see what you notice about the details of your interactions with life as you do continue to do so.


-Ben

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Reading: The guidance of an older brother

A perspective on the art of reading

Reading is about possibility. Reading is about looking at a set of things that might happen to you so that you know what to expect when it does. A book says, ‘If you take a left and follow the river, there might be a cliff side. Here’s how you might go about getting down it.’

Reading is merely about identifying what to expect, and then bringing that foresight into the world of experience subtly.

A common fear is that if you read, it will take the magic out of the discovery. This is a false fear. Reading brings another perspective to the discovery. There is the feeling of discovery, which is magical. There is the unknown. And there is what you were expecting to experience. These three will never truly match up completely. If seemingly they do, then it is not difficult to add the magic back in. Anyone who has ever had a conversation in ‘gibberish’ with someone knows this.*

Going into the new year, consider reading as a mentorship from an older sibling: ‘This is what I’ve seen. This is what you might expect to see. This is how you might go about dealing with it. Take it or leave it!’


-Ben

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*If you don’t know this, then try it: Have a conversation with someone in gibberish, not thinking about the words, no filtering, just simply saying whatever comes to your head. Let the gibberish speak for you. The conversation topic can be about whatever you want. It will change your perspective on interaction.

Patience

From fallow bliss,
Love’s remiss
To recognise a natures kiss
When paralysed among the shallows

From faith in wanderlust
Resting such
To quiet where the settled dust
Magnetise assists

When to resist
The pleasure, youthful amethyst
Then realise the painful truth
That love or not
Is all that we can do

 

A long forgotten syncretist
Found in me and you

 


-Ben

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Also, as this is my 100th published blog post (!), I would just like to take a moment to say thank you to everyone who supports me in my endeavour¬†to create a safe space for others in the form of this blog. I’m truly grateful for all of the kind words.

Love to you all. x

Winter Flower

Protean water condensates in the Winter Forest,
Cumulatively
Weighing on air
Until it breaks.

Falling to the earth,
To seed the flowers
That do find their roots.

While mumblings
of Good and Evil,
Love and hate,
Unfelt,
Linger in the thoughts of Troglodytes.

The gasp sounds
Of a Sunflower in the Winter Forest.

Letting go,
Becoming yellow in a glow,
Open to the music of quiet.

The Flower gulps a last breath and withers alone in the wind.

And the Troglodytes…

Meandering accessories’
Fabian spirits
Of unfit or the due.


-Ben

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Photography by eberhard grossgasteiger