Mmhm Mirva,
perhaps this may get lost in translation. Yet i may visit this topic from a different perspective another time. Below is a message to Erica Kaufman regarding an acro-suspension experience like you and myself had at CI36:
Yes Erica,
people have shared their comments here with which i agree.
I was touched with our flight. An image has flitted into me just now. As i'm wondering how i may convey what it is i enjoy so much in 'flying' people. There was a time in my childhood when flying kites was quite enchanting. Their smooth, delicate structure, bright with colors that became exuberant with the insistence of wind and assertion at the end of an equally delicate thread of string. There was something transcendent, a sentient being manipulating a material thing. A kite was an umbilical cord into finite sky, infinite space. There was felt within this context a clear, peculiar sense of friction, compression, velocity. An engaging discovery within this balance between probabilities of nature's physics, intention, and control fed my sensibilities. An unassuming umbilical to what lay underneath the play, was my personal exploration of how the cosmos works. It allowed a distinct empathy for flight that was kinesthetic. With this antennae i was in two places at once via the soaring object i simultaneously watched. If it crashed i felt it with more than just object sensations. It had a variety of personal meanings, which i felt responsible to keep the kite 'safe', beyond just maintaining the longevity of a toy.
Well i'm glad i just wrote for myself and you an understanding of my recent recurring images of kite flying. I imagine that you'll infer there are some parallels.
Curiosity fascinating
Empathy engaging
Interdependence intriguing
As you kissed me on the head it fell down into my heart.
How sweet
and refreshingly sentimental, ahhahaaa!
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perhaps this may get lost in translation. Yet i may visit this topic from a different perspective another time. Below is a message to Erica Kaufman regarding an acro-suspension experience like you and myself had at CI36:
Yes Erica,
people have shared their comments here with which i agree.
I was touched with our flight. An image has flitted into me just now. As i'm wondering how i may convey what it is i enjoy so much in 'flying' people. There was a time in my childhood when flying kites was quite enchanting. Their smooth, delicate structure, bright with colors that became exuberant with the insistence of wind and assertion at the end of an equally delicate thread of string. There was something transcendent, a sentient being manipulating a material thing. A kite was an umbilical cord into finite sky, infinite space. There was felt within this context a clear, peculiar sense of friction, compression, velocity. An engaging discovery within this balance between probabilities of nature's physics, intention, and control fed my sensibilities. An unassuming umbilical to what lay underneath the play, was my personal exploration of how the cosmos works. It allowed a distinct empathy for flight that was kinesthetic. With this antennae i was in two places at once via the soaring object i simultaneously watched. If it crashed i felt it with more than just object sensations. It had a variety of personal meanings, which i felt responsible to keep the kite 'safe', beyond just maintaining the longevity of a toy.
Well i'm glad i just wrote for myself and you an understanding of my recent recurring images of kite flying. I imagine that you'll infer there are some parallels.
Curiosity fascinating
Empathy engaging
Interdependence intriguing
As you kissed me on the head it fell down into my heart.
How sweet
and refreshingly sentimental, ahhahaaa!
hope you are enjoying the beautifull Finnish summer skies.
Kiss,
Daniel