From the Tree of Knowledge series by Hilma af Klint
This past week I’ve been sitting with the emergent visions that stirred during a 10-day vipassana, sifting through which ones want to be carried forward and given life.
From this, one Rainer Maria Rilke poem in particular (Widening Circles) seems to be stalking me:
“I live my life in widening circles
that reach out across the world.
I may not complete this last one
but I will give myself to it.
I circle around God, around the primordial tower.
I’ve been circling for thousands of years
and I still don’t know: am I a falcon,
a storm, or a great song?”
Meanwhile, Clarissa Pinkola Estes tells me that “the word reclamation is derived from the old French reclaimer, meaning, ‘to call back the hawk which has been let fly.’” (Women Who Run with the Wolves.)
So without forcing a resolution too much, my sense is that the returning hawk carries within its clutch a falcon and a storm and a great song…
The wild terrain of our bodies and the unconscious contain all of this and so much more.
May they each find a home here.