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Something I find myself doing more and more is pushing the balance to its physical limits.. why? I enjoy the challenge… and usually the balance will have more visual mass as it approaches it’s own threshold of existence. Perhaps it is just the shear unlikelihood of rocks teetering on disaster…. vulnerable to the slightest breeze… I was very surprised that this balance survived my customary wetting with creek water..
This balance looks to be impossible because the center rock is so close to its physical limit of balance… here it is a fraction of millimeters and some intense patience and focus that makes the difference…
I love observing the evolution of Fall into Winter… as the leaves slowly blow away in the wind… The changing of a feeling… colors fading to brown.. and still… the balance sits quietly content with the environment… no grasping… admiring each leaf’s fall through the air into the cleansing creek flow… <3
As i observe the changes and nature’s letting go, I have a renewed inspiration to dance with the change… creating my land art and observing the energy play of my creations with envirnoment..
This is a close up of a creek rock I balanced today… beautiful textures and colors… I think it is a little funny to think that most people don’t think twice about the details of rocks… Sure some are more energetic than others… but for the most part, I can leave a rock almost anywhere and it will stay… no one will touch it… except me and possibly a few other rock balancers I know. :P
I have a growing collection of small rocks accumulating at home… so many times I pick up small rocks, especially wet from the creek, and looking closely reveals brilliant textures and imperfectly harmonious color schemes. wabi-sabi.
Something I am loving is revisiting all my old favorite spots along boulder creek this fall.. the time of transformation… some places I began visiting and balancing last winter after the leaves passed.. so it is absolutely brilliant to see these places for the first time with leaves in full flux..
As you might notice, the balance changes slightly from the above photo to the following photos.. had one of those spontaneous collapses happen.. no bid deal.. it was fun to rebuild… and the rebuilt version is slightly more complicated, as it raises the center of gravity by standing the bottom round rock on end.. :) Another obvious difference in the moments is the sunlight hitting the background trees.. below, the photos are from after the sun sets behind the mountains… above, the sun lights up the leaves directly, slightly neutralizing color contrast in the leaves.. :)
For this balance, I explored the forest for the loudest silence… a place with no vehicle engines, no verbal chatter, no perceivable human presence. A place where breath would be the loudest and wind would be the softest. So I settled in this place… an open grove covered in fallen leaves, surrounded by massive trees and glowing greenery in mid-fall flux.
At the Loch, opportunities to balance precariously were slim due to the wind. Here this balance stood undisturbed for nearly 2 weeks. There was already a strong energy in this place with such old trees. and the only spot to place a stable base was on this stump toward the center of the grove, which was essentially a solid rooted tripod. Here, the balance was visible to all the surrounding trees, all entrances to the grove. feeding from and amplifying the space, the rocks became a very strong focal point…
I normally do not like to use heart rocks very often, in order to preserve their more sacred appeal… but, considering the immediate space, and atmosphere of the overall place and experience, I thought the heart rock defined a certain energetic intention that propagated through the group I was with. It was rather fitting that this was the only balance that stood in place for the duration of the fairytale experience.
“Inner silence works from the moment you begin to accrue it. What the old sorcerers were after was the final dramatic, end result of reaching that individual threshold of silence.”
~ Carlos Castaneda
Yesterday I made a visit to Boulder Creek… the place I learned to balance, honing my skills through endless practice. My first awe-moment was to see just how torn apart the creek became… Huge boulders taken downstream, often out of sight, during the flooding in September… some rock areas wiped out completely… It’s amazing to contemplate the energy that ran through here… And to think of the other extreme; all the times I balanced gardens that stood in place each afternoon and sunset… learning magic through stillness…
I sat… observing the brilliant leaves…. the lush calm of a renewed boulder creek.. energy as fresh as ever.. I breathed long, deep breathes.. feeling rejuvinated.. I felt the usual strong urge to balance… so I gathered rocks and began playing with angles, learning the axis of each potential stone and contemplating possibilities. weaving the most unlikely threads of gravity.
I imagine this balance as a gift for the new energy in the creek… more imperfect.. more beautiful… ♡ The visit filled me with more renewed energy… Beautiful moments such as these often move me to tears… “lacrime di felicità.”
Boulder Creek; an excellent AND accessible place to dance with infinity. zen. nature. whatever you choose to call it.