Usually, I catch them with my bare hands. They do not live on the land; they live in the water and in the ether. Catching them doesn’t harm or scare them. And being with me helps them grow just as much as it helps me grow being with them. Their eyes are quite far apart. I always wonder how they perceive this reality, if they perceive it at all.
They don’t have a territory, they are travelers, just like me. I carry about four to seven at a time. Every now and then, one will choose to leave, ready for change, inspired by a sea, a mountain range, an alignment of planets, or any other intuitive reason. My job is to accept this choice. That isn’t always easy. But they are great mentors; watching them accept their fate is a wonderous thing to witness.
While they’re with me, they live inside my backpack. We travel to the outskirts of the universe to discover repeatedly that there really is no end at all; new worlds keep presenting themselves. Having expectations is a way to prevent the flow of life. They say every grain of sand is a universe of its own. That’s also been said about the eyes, the cells in your body, drops in the sea, and particles in the air. It’s too vast to grasp.
Breathe in with me
Feel the air match your body temperature
Breathe out with me
Feel the flow stirring the air in front of you
Breathe in with me
Feel your body expand, even if it’s just a tiny bit
Breathe out with me
Become aware of the travelers accompanying you
This story and these illustrations were created by multi-disciplinary artist and dear friend Sem Kat.
You can find and purchase some of his work on his website: www.winkel-studiokatt.nl and follow him on Instagram: @sem_studiokatt
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