Sunday, September 16, 2012

Man(imal) in the Forest


Only Cape Town can go from winter straight into summer. This morning at 7h00 it was already 20 degrees warm. The trees are exploding with green.

Yesterday I was involved with the “Kindergartenfest” in the school which I work for part time. Pleasing and helping, totally the nice guy. I was exhausted. This morning I felt the (m)animal coming out. I had to move my body and rushed up the mountain. At the pool I took a bath.
Naked I sat on a rock splashing myself with water and feeling it running over my skin. I let the sun dry me, feeling the coolness and every drop. Drinking from the stream like an animal. Alive and wild - a man(imal).
After 30 minutes being a man(nimal) I just managed to quickly put my shorts on as some other hikers came up the stream. The air was so warm I continued my walk just in shorts still feeling alive.
The forest was very much alive as well. Birds and bumble bees making a noise and even the old dassie was enjoying the sun.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Old Pain and real Pain


Today is a beautiful spring morning. I got to the forest early, walking up just before sunrise.
The sun rises, lights up the mountain as the moon sets. 
The night goes and a new day comes.
The new sunlight illuminates the forest in golden light.

The forest talks to me in its own way. As I walked up I am full of old memories and old pain.
I stop at the hollow tree where the wild bees live. I always wanted to take a photo of the busy bees flying in and out. They were full of activity in the golden morning sun. Trying to take a close up photo I got stung twice. Burning pain flooded my brain and body. Not in thought but very real. I was stung to reality.

On the contour path I saw this small tree between the rocks in the middle of the path.
It is closed in by rocks, trampled on, bent and twisted in pain. However I know from my own experience: Rocks can be rolled away and well trodden paths can be redirected.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Un-Frozen


After a really cold spell for the last couple of days and a clear night, everything seemed frozen. The city below covers itself with a blanket of smoke.
Like I was covered and camouflaged for a big portion of my life. In the last Body-De-Armouring session with Natasha I discovered myself being frozen from a childhood abuse and learned to move and become unfrozen in an amazing experience. Today I see the forest is unfreezing on this spring morning. The tree, I took a picture of in midwinter, is now surrounded by flowering bushes. 
The fern is uncurling to welcome the new life. 
At my favorite spot at the Newlands stream I could not resist and took a bath in the ice cold water.
I was feeling the freezing of the water rushing past for a minute or so. When I got up into the warm air my blood was rushing to the skin. I felt unfrozen again. New life was returning into my body and into my being.