A Tale for Tomorrow

So now let us hear Faucon : “As far as I can remember, it was the almost constant impression of being stuck in treacle, caught, as if pinned down, blocked or prevented; and yet everything was going fairly well, judging by the miseries of the world, my parents and kin have always been kind, I always had what I needed, but it was somehow absurd, or irrelevant, as when one aims at a target and the arrow gets lost in the bush and so, I was just trying to withdraw, but where I did not know, so I could drink at the source and clear and clean myself and wake up…; and one day I found it, it was not far or difficult, it was right here, safe, the security of a smile of infinite tenderness, right behind the heart, and it opened a channel of true silent life; so I said nothing, I stopped complaining, everyone found me mellowed, as if chastened, but I simply felt it was pointless to try and explain, for this is of another order, and it is clear and it is true…” And Jen , here is what she conveys: “At first, when I had to join school, I was rather clumsy and shy and embarrassed about it and was teased and mocked for it and I would recoil and withdraw, but I kept watching and observing and it was the magic of the body that fascinated me; I could not have explained what I felt, but the differences between the bodies, between their behaviors, their respective poise and presence, seemed then to teach me, to show me something very important; and so I would dig within myself looking for a post, a place or a position in the body which would allow for the freedom to harmonize itself; I would learn whatever I was given to

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