Fullness and An Evening Dance with My Lover, The Moon

“From birth to death time surrounds us
with its intangible walls.
We fall with the centuries, the years, the minutes.
Is time only a falling, only a wall?
For a moment, sometimes, we see
not with our eyes but with our thoughts
time resting in a pause.
The world half-opens and we glimpse
the immaculate kingdom,
the pure forms, presences
unmoving, floating
on the hour, a river stopped:
truth, beauty, numbers, ideas
and goodness, a word buried
in our century.
A moment without weight or duration,
a moment outside the moment:
thought sees, our eyes think.”
– Octavio Paz

The Vessel is continuously in movement, fluid. A cup can only hold a limited and coveted amount. A vessel, like our human blood reminds us of the gift of constant fullness combined with constant motion, renewal and grace. Be Full!

–elisa