Setting intention. Waiting for movement. Action. 

“When we ask the time, we don’t want to know how watches are constructed.” – Georg Christoph Lichtenberg (1742-1799)

It’s been 20 days since my last video upload. Even I, Mr. Patience, start to be nervous by now. I had a couple of good ideas, but didn’t work them into a video. However, I did film a few ideas for my own viewing – but since I was in nothing but a T-Shirt and boxer shorts at the time of filming that’s hardly something I could share… not even as Youtube Shorts.

I’m still thinking about re-filming older videos, update them with new ideas and insights I’ve had over the years. I’m also thinking about skipping most of the talking, and keep them brief and concise. Maybe I could replace my comments with pauses, so that viewers may have a chance to observe their own comments arising (from the deep of their souls maybe).

Intention and action, that’s the most curious thing. I loved to study that in a phenomenological sense when I first studied the works of Moshé Feldenkrais. For example, I would lie down on my back, and INTENT to move something, and arm for example. And then wait (I guess Carlos Castaneda called this, “The Art Of Stalking”). I fell asleep countless times. But then the movement, the action, came to me. It was astonishing, surprising, very gratifying. I was being moved. I observed myself being moved, or maybe “I witnessed myself moving”. I was moved. Not sure if I can ever replicate that as teaching, and in a Youtube video.

Ok. My intention is clear. I need to produce a new Youtube video. But instead of a single video I want to create a new series. I’m stepping on my own toes. My workflow just does not support this kind of project. I am used to a “one, then another one, then another one, oh! It’s a series!” kind of workflow. Planing a series beforehand, it’s as if I’m standing in front of a mountain and there seems to be no path up.

Now back to Jon Snow. He just met Ygritte at the watchfire up there on The Skirling Pass, in the mountains called The Frostfangs. I hope she won’t bite off her tongue.