“…there is thinking as a result of mind and object of mind, but there is no thinker. There is feeling, but the feeling and the one who feels are not separate.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh, The Other Shore
“In this acausal world … artists are joyous. Unpredictability is the life of their paintings, their music, their novels. … Most people have learned how to live in the moment. The argument goes that if the past has uncertain effect on the present, there is no need to dwell on the past. And if the present has little effect on the future, present actions need not be weighed for their consequence. Rather, each act is an island in time, to be judged on its own. Families comfort a dying uncle not because of a likely inheritance, but because he is loved at that moment. Employees are hired not because of their resumes, but because of their good sense in interviews. … it is a world of impulse. It is a world of sincerity. It is a world in which every word spoken speaks just to that moment, every glance given has only one meaning, each touch has no past or no future, each kiss is a kiss of immediacy.” ~ A Lightman, Einstein’s Dreams
“…Go on transforming a square canvas in your head until it becomes a circle. Pick up any shape in the process and pin up or place on the canvas an object, a smell, a sound, or a colour that came to mind in association with the shape. ~ Yoko Ono (cited: J F Simon, JR, Drawing Your Own Path)
a meditative journey 
This post really spoke to me today, Brenda. Thank you for the nudge to further loosen the shackles of the past and think less about the future. I like the concept of living in an island of time.
On a related note, the video of Hang Massive is wonderful. 8 years ago a musician friend of mine died quite suddenly and at his memorial service a young man played a Hang Pan. I had never heard one before—or since—until now. For me, it’s a bit of a mind-game. A percussion instrument thats sounds like a wind/string/organ instrument depending on what the musician chooses to do with it. I found this song on iTunes and downloaded it.
Thank you for the connection to that part of my past where my friend resides.
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The first time I heard the sounds of a Hang Pan was in the intro section of a Chinese drama, “To Be a Better Man.” The purity of sound is amazing. Am glad you found this beautiful doorway to your friend.
It is a pure sound, even for someone like me with a large hearing loss. Some sound frequencies get through and this one is a joy.
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