All I see here is layers and immediately it made me think of an exercise I completed recently as part of a Drum Circle Facilitator’s Training.
I have done the exercise many times and this time, as with every time, I had a new experience. This is my attempt to put that into words.
I have attempted to insert a minighazel as well as a Haiku into this piece as we have been given licence to do so with this weeks prompt.
With thanks to Arthur Hull for the exercise.
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I stand very slowly and with care. With each inch I rise, my hearing adjusts. Twenty two drummers sitting close together in a circle and me, the twenty third. I walk slowly and mindfully towards the centre, listening with every step to the changing sound-scape around me. I turn and face the hole I have left behind.
Using every part of me to do the seeing / I allow this rhythm to fill up my being / In this moment all I have is the sound of the / drum guide me to that place deep within it's being //
I close my eyes and listen once more. Deeper than before. Slowly I begin to turn, eyes firmly shut, ears wide open. Round and round I go. Where I stop! Listening for the hole. Listening to the whole.For the whole. Opening my eyes I see. That which I was looking for, is not visible to the eye.
Is it a truth / hidden deep within layers / or just an onion //