to be a rock
got rocks in your head
to be (with) a rock
to (practice) be(ing) a rock
acknowledge three things
there are multiple forms of knowing
your own forms of knowing
and lithic forms of knowing
softly
be on the ground and in your body
be as long and light as possible and breathe
be as dense as possible and breathe
and feel your permeability
as you breathe billion-year-old air
pumping through blood with billion-year-old iron
that caused a star to explode trillions of miles away
imagine your body was once liquid
formed through extreme heat and pressure
and from the bodies of other bodies
billions of years before you
pushed from subterranean to terrain
softened through millions of years
millions of seasons
millions of rains, winds, freezes, thaws
and millions of lichen kin
you cracked away from your family
millions of years ago
and flowed down hill
now you've been still for millions of years
sitting, watching, listening, softening, shrinking
you commune
(in the original sense of "to change" and "together")
with the mountain in which you grew
and the sands and stones that grew from you
it takes a hundred years to form a thought
thousands of years to speak a word
decades to breathe in and out
once
notice the tension between your rock body
and your flesh body
notice your breath
notice its constant change
and omnipresence
notice where it starts to hurt
and watch
gently
notice your thoughts
in geologic time
and let them pass
slowly
acknowledge three things
you are here
so is everybody else
anything could be an anybody
practice being a body
acknowledge three things
there are multiple forms of knowing
your own forms of knowing
and lithic forms of knowing
softly
be on the ground and in your body
be as long and light as possible and breathe
be as dense as possible and breathe
and feel your permeability
as you breathe billion-year-old air
pumping through blood with billion-year-old iron
that caused a star to explode trillions of miles away
imagine your body was once liquid
formed through extreme heat and pressure
and from the bodies of other bodies
billions of years before you
pushed from subterranean to terrain
softened through millions of years
millions of seasons
millions of rains, winds, freezes, thaws
and millions of lichen kin
you cracked away from your family
millions of years ago
and flowed down hill
now you've been still for millions of years
sitting, watching, listening, softening, shrinking
you commune
(in the original sense of "to change" and "together")
with the mountain in which you grew
and the sands and stones that grew from you
it takes a hundred years to form a thought
thousands of years to speak a word
decades to breathe in and out
once
notice the tension between your rock body
and your flesh body
notice your breath
notice its constant change
and omnipresence
notice where it starts to hurt
and watch
gently
notice your thoughts
in geologic time
and let them pass
slowly
acknowledge three things
you are here
so is everybody else
anything could be an anybody
practice being a body
to be (in time as) a rock
