when it just comes down to the breath.
When you run there always seems to be a point when you begin to loose your breath. The lungs begin to burn. Your eyes begin to blur... and the world beings to freeze as the only sound you hear, is your thundering heart. In that moment, you find that time stops. You witness the world... as it moves rushing back to you in a moments breath.
"Teardrop" by Jose Gonzalez is the reenactment of that moment for me. Every event is pulled away from me. My awareness is centering on the only thing it can. The moment. Then, time stops. All that is, simply is. In all its entirety the moment is perfect. The breath is perfect. Life is frozen in its perfection. And moves on again much like a passing thought.
I am moved by Jose Gonzalez. His soft tones and gentle cords invoke a recognized depth within. "Teardrop" by Massive Attack could not have been recreated in a more beautiful way.
The way the moment stops is remarkable, if you're open to experiencing it...
the sound of music,
Attie
When you run there always seems to be a point when you begin to loose your breath. The lungs begin to burn. Your eyes begin to blur... and the world beings to freeze as the only sound you hear, is your thundering heart. In that moment, you find that time stops. You witness the world... as it moves rushing back to you in a moments breath.
"Teardrop" by Jose Gonzalez is the reenactment of that moment for me. Every event is pulled away from me. My awareness is centering on the only thing it can. The moment. Then, time stops. All that is, simply is. In all its entirety the moment is perfect. The breath is perfect. Life is frozen in its perfection. And moves on again much like a passing thought.
I am moved by Jose Gonzalez. His soft tones and gentle cords invoke a recognized depth within. "Teardrop" by Massive Attack could not have been recreated in a more beautiful way.
The way the moment stops is remarkable, if you're open to experiencing it...
the sound of music,
Attie
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