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Hold The Image

Posted on January 30, 2013 by davidrobinsoncreative

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I’ve shared this image with k.erle a day ago, and with my class this morning and it feels like some kind of message. I can’t shake the image because it is speaking to me. Some images are powerful that way. This image wants me to pay attention. It is the image of the Wayfinder.

I came across the image in Wade Davis’ book, The Wayfinder. The title refers to the navigator in a traditional Polynesian canoe, sitting in the bow, sensing and reading the waves, the air, the stars, the rings of the moon, but mostly, the navigator holds in her mind the image of the island that they are attempting to find. Wade Davis writes that, according to the Polynesian belief, the canoe is still in the water and the Island finds them. The power of the Wayfinders’ image calls the island to them. They must simply point their canoe in the proper direction while the Wayfinder holds the image.

I ask myself as I sit in the bow of my canoe, what image do I hold? What island do I draw to myself? In my urban ocean have I developed the sensitivity to read the currents, the subtleties of energy in the waves that help me point my craft in the direction of the island that rushes from the future to meet me? Or am I out to sea? This ocean is vast. I have an image for home, a smell, a taste, an undeniable energy that makes me shake when I allow myself to fully feel it, and in the midst of this vast ocean I am taking my cue from the Wayfinders to remain still and know that the power and potency of my image will soon call my island home to me.

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Be Home

Posted on January 20, 2013 by davidrobinsoncreative

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My weeks of wandering have inadvertently thrown me into a meditation on “home.” In this gypsy time I have stayed in many dear friend’s homes and been treated as one of the family. I have been deeply touched at how many others have offered me places to stay, saying, “You are always welcome in my home. I’ve even camped in the house I grew up in, it’s sitting empty for the winter: a place that I used to call home but without my family is an odd place to visit. “Home” is the people, not the place.

Many years ago I looked for my “home” until I learned that, like happiness, “home” ensues. You don’t find it; you create it. If follows. Like all things valuable, “home” is a relationship. It is not a thing. I grew up in Denver and every time I return I am struck by how familiar are the air, the smells, the weather, the warm sun on a cold day – these are recognitions of a relationship with a place that I knew as a boy. They are like old friends that greet me. My body knows, “This was once home and will be waiting for you if you ever wish to return.”

I’ve lived places for many years and never felt at home; there was no significant relationship. And, I’ve walked into a room and immediately knew the place. I’ve met people that I felt I’d known all my life. The word to pay attention to is “felt.” My body knows home long before my mind knows. How many times in your life have you said, “I just knew….” Home is like that, too.

I am easier in the world now that I’ve stopped looking and started creating my home. I’m easier now that I recognize that I will feel it before I think it. Yes, it is a paradox: I create it and I feel it. In some ways I am home everywhere. I feel it. I now know without a doubt what it feels like to come home. I know what it feels like to be home.

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