“In his first summers, forsaking all his toys, my son would stand rapt for near an hour in his sandbox in the orchard, as doves and redwings came and went on the warm wind, the leaves dancing, the clouds flying, birdsong and sweet smell of privet and rose. The child was not observing; he was at rest in the very centre of the universe, a part of things, unaware of endings and beginnings, still in unison with the primordial nature of creation, letting all light and phenomena pour through.” Peter Matthiessen
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The game of becoming is one of our favourites. The game of setting out into the unknown, confronting reality, and emerging renewed.
“The hero ventures forth from the world of common day into a region of supernatural wonder” and then “the hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man.” Joseph Campbell
The acquiring of treasures and going on journeys is never ending. As such, sometimes one needs to retreat. Yet in the midst of adventure, it’s hard to remember that you can stop playing. That you can step out of worldly affairs at any moment — and step back into the sandbox of your youth. And when you step back into the very centre of the universe — it is understood that you were there all along.
