Jing Ru Shan Brought to the concept of stillness by the bold, vigorous strokes of three Chinese characters, I recall and absorb the calligraphy. Yet now the mountain stirs the soil, gurgling, bubbling endlessly, bringing to the surface crystalline treasures new to any eye. I still my center and await the quiet but there is turbulence that will not settle. Releasing tension where I find it, relaxed muscles feel new motion, subtle, incipient motion, still motion, not moving yet alive. The stillness-motion responds to investigation, revealing itself in hints of intent to move, of waves taking energy from the deepest currents of breezes pushing gently on the mountain. Smaller now, quieter, the motion slows to mountain speed. And then, a connection ... to the mountain on which I stand, to the earth, to the sun, to the stars. My motion is the roiling of the universe, my body floating suspended, impelled by the entangling forces of the cosmos. Quiet like mountain. Calligraphy by Chen Xiaowang John Warriner, 2013