Before...

I'll be heading up the small hill we call the highest mountain in Australia tomorrow for a trek that'll include the passing of the New Year. Not sure what i'm looking for up there, but i reckon the epic silence and unassuming surrounds will give me an inkling as to how orientate myself towards the busy year ahead... looking forward to not having facebook, email, mobile and technology around me...

Will write something (maybe) when i return.

gravity of dreams...

it's been a crazy decade of running into my own dust, forever kicking up more for fear that should it be allowed to settle i'd panic at the poverty of form and meaning that might transpire.

the fear is greatly allayed now, i find myself practicing the novelty of 'listening' and occasionally dedicate some time to contemplating and craving the awesome 'nothing' which yields everything. i'm in a happy duality wherein i sometimes find the noise quite bothersome, whilst at other times i take pleasure in contributing to it.

this blog-space was originally populated by several long and lengthy autobiographical paragraphs outlining my last decade... but alas - 'taciturn' was a word i loved enough to make my email a decade ago, and tacit is what i should rightly return to being.

suffice to say that my crazy dreams came about and the gravity, quietly epic.

she'll never know it, but the reason for my omission of capitals here and randomly hereafter, unknowingly gave me more fodder to dream with in six short days which included a poignant moment of malaria prophylaxis washed down with peppermint tea besides an old tractor and a binab conversation, than she ever intended... she said to listen.

it's been good (mostly).