Kinetica

If might look like there's been a bit less going on on the blog of late.  That's because there has. 

I've started writing a regular piece for Walk Highlands, and there's been a huge amount of work outside of here that needed attention - a big project just went live, a soundtrack for a video dance film, articles for magazines written and published. More recently there was a trip on an empty tank to the Lakes for a big walk, about which more later. Mostly good things. Oh yea, and my partner and I had a wee girl - that's gonna change your life, no?

All of this has prompted me to think about movement.  What would I do without it?  I'd be so completely lost.  What was David thinking about when he paddled these rapids?  Not before, or after, but during?  I have an idea, and if you've ever been immersed in flow state, so do you.  There's a quote by Einstein I saw in a pub whilst I was away, along the lines of ''Life is like riding a bicycle - to keep your balance, you must keep moving''.  A pithy truism I don't want to like but do.  And then I ran smack into the W.H Murray quote again, I keep running into, the whole thing is always attributed wrongly to Geothe (who actually owns only the last 2 lines) -

''Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too.  A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favor all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way. I learned a deep respect for one of Goethe’s couplets: Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!'' 

Don't get hung up on the boldness thing, it's not a dare and toughness comes in lots of shapes and sizes.  Instead, here's to movement and change, out of which flows invention and adaptation.  And some fragments of a weekend that my compadre and I shared a few weeks back, documented in a more fullsome way here.  I could write more, but I think I'll stow it for now. With all this water around, like Hamish Brown I need to keep my porridge dry.