Wayfinding
I could end my last blog, but I just am too attached to Maurice to end him as an alter ego...and while I am convinced that the comings and goings of my life are not in of themselves all that worthy of a reader's time, it has become clear to me that I have need a voice.
Hmm, lots of me and I, but then again that is the beauty of a blog. I write for my own reasons and to feed whatever muse I care to, and you read or do not read. If you read and do not like, you are out nothing but a few idle minutes. If I write and you do not read, well, the paycheck from the day job is still coming at the end of the month.
Wayfinding is the real name of the art of Polynesian navigation. Wayfinding is a human talent, something that you learn to do, and once you learn it you can navigate a canoe across thousands of miles of ocean with nothing more than your wits, your senses and implements you can fashion with your own hands. Flip it over, and you have Finding the Way, which is something that is central to almost all eastern spiritual and martial arts traditions... in a way, finding the way of right living by the practice of another human talent, be it swordsmanship, open handed combat, or even the practice of a tea ceremony.
The point of Maurice before was processing a difficult passage of my life. The point now is to chronicle a personal journey to find the way, a bit of my own wayfinding.
Care to come along?
Hmm, lots of me and I, but then again that is the beauty of a blog. I write for my own reasons and to feed whatever muse I care to, and you read or do not read. If you read and do not like, you are out nothing but a few idle minutes. If I write and you do not read, well, the paycheck from the day job is still coming at the end of the month.
Wayfinding is the real name of the art of Polynesian navigation. Wayfinding is a human talent, something that you learn to do, and once you learn it you can navigate a canoe across thousands of miles of ocean with nothing more than your wits, your senses and implements you can fashion with your own hands. Flip it over, and you have Finding the Way, which is something that is central to almost all eastern spiritual and martial arts traditions... in a way, finding the way of right living by the practice of another human talent, be it swordsmanship, open handed combat, or even the practice of a tea ceremony.
The point of Maurice before was processing a difficult passage of my life. The point now is to chronicle a personal journey to find the way, a bit of my own wayfinding.
Care to come along?
posted by Maurice_Basilius at 2:57 PM
3 Comments:
So, did you get the house, or what?
Huh. I wondered who had linked to me. Very cool!
avatar, yea we did buy one, up in the san carlos hills. We did an ok deal, it is not the dream house, but we like it and we are not over streched.
Lily..glad to decided to come along.
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