An online dictionary definition of the word origin: “the point or place where something begins, arises, or is derived.”
Isn’t that a word that we investigate over the course of our lives? One of those words that invite the existential questions that humans, from serfs to philosophers, ponder throughout time.
The unanswerable…yet, we go there in our thoughts, perhaps more so in times of grief and loss.
Origin, the word itself, looks pretty. Like I could design a painting around it. That which emerges from the emptiness, the black hole, the no-thing, the fertile void from which everything has risen.
Get quiet. Sit comfortably. Soften your gaze or close your eyes. Imagine…nothing. The void. The emptiness. The deep quiet. The solitary feeling that connects you to everything. How long can you comfortably sit with this? Notice. What thoughts arise and can you allow them to dissolve into the nothing? What passing thought stops you and prompts you to pick up your pen and write? Then, write for as long as you must.