Note from the Composer:

The text for this piece came dark and early one morning during the spring of 2020. Shortly after waking up, the sun only beginning to pass the horizon, I wrote in a free-flowing state of dreamlike consciousness without editing or evaluating my words. Holding to the original words that flowed freely in this moment was not an attempt to be authoritative in any way, but to simply reveal, observe, and be present with what flowed through me during that specific moment in time. 

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While composing this piece an image came to mind. In the moment, I did not cognitively understand what I had drawn, yet it ended up being a map for structuring this piece, one deeply related to time and our experience within it.

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Within the structure of this piece, there are multiple dimensions of time weaved throughout: linear, ribbons which are implicitly present always yet sometimes more explicitly known within the linear experience of time, and the turning of time, the cosmic clock within which we exist both on micro and macro levels.

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I had been thinking a lot about silence, specifically in relation to the idea of “creation from nothing”. Where does the nothing come from if it is not implicit within some form of reality? Has it ever been truly nothing, or is it more a type of invisibility that shows itself through the silence, a givenness in each sacred and embodied creature that exists, in each resting moment, each breath given and taken, in each sliver of time spent within all oceans of time? Sometimes it seems that the receiving is in the waiting, an honoring of time itself.

The visual poetic for this piece was filmed by hand and the music was recorded remotely during the summer of 2020.