Sometimes you think you know how to play it. But when you get into it, you decide that it really isn't working for you. That the old ways have been shed, but the new doesn't feel like you thought it would. And maybe you don't know how to play it. Or that playing it really isn't the way to go. But instead just walk. Towards the rising sun, or away from a setting sun? Shambhala makes it pretty clear, but I'm also at home in the dark night. How do you rectify those opposites? Well, maybe it is just yin/yang. How many times have I seen the early morning sun reflect off the glassy water, dropping into any of thousands of waves I've ridden over the years? And how many times have I sat or stood at 1am, feeling the night creep through the open door, letting the music out into the darkness?
Not enough of either it turns out. I'm not done yet. The void is like the water covering my head, blocking out the sun and knocking the air from my lungs. But I know I'll pop up after the ocean has her way with me. The void is like not really knowing what the next chord is, or losing the beat in the middle of the song. But I know I'll pick it up again in a bar or two. Just a hiccup along the way. As long as you're open to it all...
