earthly, plain
heaven hell reborn
steps taken missed placed
along
lives of life
detritus forgotten
past
washed ashore
unforgotten storms
over
glacier etchings
another tide
turns
glh
sometimes you just gotta' row
heaven hell reborn
steps taken missed placed
along
lives of life
detritus forgotten
past
washed ashore
unforgotten storms
over
glacier etchings
another tide
turns
glh
Written by glh
May 8, 2011 at 20:03
Posted in Letting Go, noticing, The Journey, The Ocean
"Crossing at a ford means, for example, crossing the sea at a strait, or crossing over a hundred miles of broad sea at a crossing place. I believe this 'crossing at a ford' occurs often in a man's lifetime. It means setting sail even though your friends stay in harbour, knowing the route, knowing the soundness of your ship and the favour of the day. When all the conditions are met, and there is perhaps a favourable wind, or a tailwind, then set sail. If the wind changes within a few miles of your destination, you must row across the remaining distance without sail."
Miyamoto Musashi, 1645
Translated by Victor Harris
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