OK. So the last time I visited the photoblog with the fishes and turtle ‘flying in a blue dream’, there, in a clean bright pool of white, yellow and blue was a boy--maybe 7--under water, legs folded, thumbs to index fingers, in a little yogi lotus pose, breath escaping in tiny bubbles. Meditating.

Wow.

Finding this unfolding chain of photos felt like a friendly wordless conversation across cyberspace. Or maybe even more connected and personal than conversation. The internet offering some tangible experience of the collective unconscious.

I have been--like many people of late--examining intuitive/metaphorical thinking and logical/concrete thinking styles. My short-form take on the discussion: two wings on one bird.