{"id":603,"date":"2015-04-07T23:50:16","date_gmt":"2015-04-08T06:50:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/?p=148"},"modified":"2015-04-07T23:50:16","modified_gmt":"2015-04-08T06:50:16","slug":"there-are-in-our-existence-spots-of-time-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/there-are-in-our-existence-spots-of-time-3\/","title":{"rendered":"There are in our existence spots of time\u2026"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\"><em>There are in our existence spots of time,<br \/>\nThat with distinct pre-eminence retain<br \/>\nA renovating virtue, whence, depressed<br \/>\nBy false opinion and contentious thought,<br \/>\nOr aught of heavier or more deadly weight,<br \/>\nIn trivial occupations, and the round<br \/>\nOf ordinary intercourse, our minds<br \/>\nAre nourished and invisibly repaired;<br \/>\nA virtue, by which pleasure is enhanced,<br \/>\nThat penetrates, enables us to mount,<br \/>\nWhen high, more high, and lifts us up when fallen<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\">\u2013 William Wordsworth, <em>The Prelude. <\/em>Book 12. 208-218 (1850 edition)<\/p>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\">Most of us have there \u201cspots in time\u201d that give us a moment of reprieve when life gets stressful and overwhelming. I have many of these moments scattered throughout my brain that emerge at random throughout the day.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_152\" style=\"width: 610px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/306032_10200514035725906_1173614500_n-e1428475298509.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-152\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/306032_10200514035725906_1173614500_n-e1428475298509.jpg\" alt=\"The commute into town on the Amazon river. \" width=\"600\" height=\"600\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-caption-text\">The commute into town on the Amazon river.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\">I am often transported to the fall before last when I was staying in the outskirts of a little town in the Peruvian Amazon. I was there during rainy season and the jungle was hot and the river ran high. During the days I would sit on the second floor of my tambo (hut) listening to the sounds of the wood expanding and contracting with humidity, monkeys howling in the trees, the frogs singing in the bookshelves, and the distant sound of the Amazon river rushing while I read. Some days I would call Luis and ask him to take me into town a few miles upriver. These rides in Luis&#8217; boat are the moments I most often think of. The hum of the motor, lapping water, distant sounds of people, wooden shacks propped up above the water like flamencos, sunsets that danced like flames down the river, rain drops falling into reflections of shattered clouds&#8230;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_150\" style=\"width: 610px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/8307_10200495918032975_796913864_n-e1428475078528.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-150\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/8307_10200495918032975_796913864_n-e1428475078528.jpg\" alt=\"Houses on stilts on the Amazon river.\" width=\"600\" height=\"600\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-caption-text\">Houses on stilts on the Amazon river.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\">Although Wordsworth&#8217;s poems had lots of obvious religious influence he spoke of himself as a \u201cworshiper of Nature\u201d and I found this really interesting because it reminded me of the tribes in the jungle who quite literally do worship nature, often through drinking a root called ayahuasca.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_149\" style=\"width: 610px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/253718_10200514035485900_1270638688_n-e1428475017137.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-149\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/253718_10200514035485900_1270638688_n-e1428475017137.jpg\" alt=\"An ayahuasca vine in the jungle.\" width=\"600\" height=\"600\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-caption-text\">An ayahuasca vine in the jungle.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\">Ayahuasca is a vine that can be found in the Amazon that has psychedelic properties and has been used in tribal ceremonies for hundreds, if not thousands of years. This vine is not only considered a vital component in ceremony in the jungle, it is considered to be a feminine spirit that is essentially \u201cthe soul of the dead\u201d that inhabits the jungle. Ayahuasca brew is used in ceremonies in combination with repetitive ritualistic song sung by a shaman that is meant to summon this spirit who will guide and help the participant. Though the tribes believe in many other spirits that inhabit the jungle, I most often heard locals attributing strange winds in the jungle and abnormal nocturnal animal activity on the spirit of ayahuasca. In our case these strange occurrences were only a thief who was broke into the compound when \u201csecurity\u201d was sleeping\u2014but that&#8217;s another story.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_151\" style=\"width: 610px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/559203_10200495896792444_1507374265_n-e1428475218842.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-151\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/559203_10200495896792444_1507374265_n-e1428475218842.jpg\" alt=\"The Amazon at sunset.\" width=\"600\" height=\"600\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-caption-text\">The Amazon at sunset.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\">In <i>The Art of Travel, <\/i><span style=\"font-style: normal\">Alain de Botton connects the two broad concepts of indelible<\/span><span style=\"font-style: normal\"> moments<\/span><span style=\"font-style: normal\"> and \u201chigher power\u201d <\/span><span style=\"font-style: normal\">in a section about the sublime. In actuality, he was really writing about what makes up a sublime place but I think he perfectly described what makes experiences like taking a drug that&#8217;s meant to invoke \u201cthe soul of the dead\u201d and accessing duende (who in mythology is a<\/span><span style=\"font-style: normal\">n impish<\/span><span style=\"font-style: normal\">forest spirit<\/span><span style=\"font-style: normal\"> who lures children into the forest and sometimes eats them) a euphoric, spiritual experience and not something that just scares the holy hell out of you.<\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\">\u201cSublime landscapes do not therefore introduce us to our inadequacy; rather, to touch on the crux of their appeal, they allow us to conceive of a familiar inadequacy in a new and more helpful way. Sublime places repeat in grand terms a lesson that ordinary life typically introduces viciously: that the universe is mightier than we are, that we are frail and temporary and have no alternative but to accept limitations on our will; that we must bow to necessities greater than ourselves.\u201d (164)<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"margin-bottom: 0.2in\">When I think of my most reoccurring \u201cspots of time\u201d like navigating the Amazon river in a tiny wooden boat, I find that they are all moments in which I felt a strange serenity in realizing how small and inadequate I really am; typically when surrounded by some great natural wonder. Although I suppose it&#8217;s fairly obvious, thinking about duende in the same way helps make a bit more logical sense of a concept so strictly rooted in emotion.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_153\" style=\"width: 610px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/488293_10200509916342924_1930746824_n-e1428475354221.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-full wp-image-153\" src=\"http:\/\/blogs.evergreen.edu\/bodhisevillajournal\/files\/2015\/04\/488293_10200509916342924_1930746824_n-e1428475354221.jpg\" alt=\"Sunset on the Amazon river.\" width=\"600\" height=\"600\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p class=\"wp-caption-text\">Sunset on the Amazon river.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There are in our existence spots of time, That with distinct pre-eminence retain A renovating&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1099,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false},"categories":[],"tags":[58,47,59,41],"geo":{"latitude":47.6353836,"longitude":-122.5325775,"description":null},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/603"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1099"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=603"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/603\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=603"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=603"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.evergreen.edu\/musicalcities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=603"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}