Last night the thought came to me as I lay in bed just how precisely unique each reader of this blog actually is and it's reasonable assumption that within the continuum of the parallel realities we inhabit as a transit of contingencies, this uniqueness is by no means repeatable, or prone to any definition, or for that matter measurable or describable yet this uniqueness is perhaps similar to art, art that cannot be transcribed to any medium. Similarities poised toward the incommensurable.
I thought about this for quite some time before slipping below the surface of a waking dream.
My entrancement within this life also led to ruminations on what can best be described as an approach, a formulation in progress, conceptual modeling and imaging. This morning I was thinking specifically in this regard toward two remarkable women in the arts who have materialized this situation in equally remarkable expressions. The binding agent perhaps that connects this writer, the reader and these artists as one lens are the expressions of making the materialization of the transcendent, a living work in progress.
Aquila Ka Hectate
Another remarkable woman who weaves the strands of consciousness into the expression of unique arts is known as Aquila Ka Hectate, who, in a former incarnation in this life was a physicist and astronomer and whose views of South African culture as well as traversing what might be described as classical animism, who also expresses in a wondrous way, life as art and has a deep appreciation of the natural environment . Another website that is a nexus of what the Sufi's term the "weavers art" is more than well worth investigating and sharing. The word that comes to mind when ruminating on the substances of her postings is the transubstantiation of nature as well as her sharing with Gregory Bateson, that the natural world is sacred as spirit(s) whom we have yet to align ourselves with any sense of grace in mind.