Ambient Reverie

I am traveling by foot through thick mountain mists. I must keep my eyes on the ground to avoid missteps. Occasionally a shadow of a tall evergreen will loom out of the fog as if to snatch me in its branching arms and pull me close, close enough so that I can feel its life force flowing through its roots and up along its trunk. It slowly ascends in a winding spiral that lifts me out of my thoughts and fills my skull with some luminous nectar.

When I let myself be drawn into its mystic embrace I am sifted like smoke, wafting into another dimension of feeling — not anything with a name, but sensuous and rich, like the music of some exotic ambient composition compelling attention towards an ever-receding horizon, a horizon engulfed by billows and layers of multicolored mists.

There is a fog horn in the distance echoing in a repetitive droning harmony that mesmerizes, captivates . . . Long ago, yes, I remember long ago it reverberated softly through my dreams, and I did not recognize it then for what it was, the sound of my own life synchronizing with time and all of its hypnotic charms.

In this way, I became aware of myself as a being, a matrix of perception emerging from a fog, born from a misty womb without a name, except that it was white, radiant, and though leaving its warm comfort behind seemed risky, there really was no choice. The choice had already been made by the being I was before I became the being I am, the one now carefully making its way through these mists, drifting along this mountain trail that seems to never end.


About Bob OHearn

My name is Bob O'Hearn, and I live with my Beloved Mate, Mazie, in the foothills of the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. I have a number of blog sites you may enjoy: Photo Gallery: Essays on the Conscious Process: Compiled Poetry and Prosetry: Verses and ramblings on life as it is: Verses and Variations on the Investigation of Mind Nature: Verses on the Play of Consciousness: Poetic Fiction, Fable, Fantabulation: Poems of the Mountain Hermit: Love Poems from The Book of Yes: Autobiographical Fragments, Memories, Stories, and Tall Tales: Ancient and modern spiritual texts, creatively refreshed: Writings from selected Western Mystics, Classic and Modern: Wisdom of a Spirit Guide: Thank You!
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