Perilune seeks things she cannot find…

and then looks down and there they are laying at her feet, floating along behind like a balloon on a string, and tantalizing from ahead just beyond the shadows. One might think at this age, Perilune, would be fully formed, set in her ways, on a trajectory, and already a success, or not, in her own right. But she keeps rotating, rolling, rumbling through the Universe trying to put down a toe, grab on with a finger tip, catch a branch…some attachment that will ground her to a place in time. Yet she keeps orbiting herself, her place in time, gently – usually – moving in a quantum flow learning more and more that this is indeed her place, here. Her time is now. Free and open to demands and surprises alike.

Is there a focal point around which all this random unsettled motion revolves? Is it one thing, or a constellation of experiences, feelings and thoughts? Of course a constellation can be one thing a solar system, the cosmos, a planet, a being, and so it goes from the greatest to the smallest all in all one thing. And she curves away passing many things craning her neck to see from many angles and dimensions these things she seeks, as they too continuously change and curve away in the wave nature of matter seen and unseen.

Is there a point to this inquiry at all? Perhaps, as Perilune, this mystic mover wants to be the thing she finds without grasping or aiming to anchor onto one place while moving through all places. Living fully in the present tense of movement, releasing attachments to the past that can whip back and smack her in the face leaving a welt or fill her mind with joy. Emancipated from the angst of the unknown future, or over exuberant expectation of outcomes. Just this. This day, this moment, this pass through the universe, this pulse of the vein. Just this in quiet equanimity. Accepting more and judging less. Just this, wrapped in a sense of calm and love. And once again peace reigns ~ until the next crane of the neck, the shadow up ahead, that whip crack from behind and the inquiry begins again.