We are triangular.
There’s you, and me, and our relationship.
There’s birth, life, and death
One is never without the other.
One and the other together make something else
We inhale, we exhale, and there’s a space between the breaths.
The boundary of a living entity
And its permeability
Together create a reality – the third thing
Life is unfolding as a triangle
Life unfolds as many triangles
Pointing down, the triangle reaches roots into soil
A process of becoming
Forming, shaping, constructing.
Thoughts, ideas, and visions unfurl into reality
Pointing up, the triangle sends focus toward the infinite
A journey of expansion
Into the unknown. Out of this world. Far toward the more.
Earthy. Cosmic. Both and…
Triangles express complexity – it’s never just one thing
Everytime there’s one thing, there’s actually two, and whenever there are two, there are inevitably three
There are three angles
And then, of course, there are more
Three angles will refract
More perspectives, more pieces, more layers…
Truths that connect pieces together
Truths that contradict each other and give us a pause
We pause, and then wonder – which is the actual truth?
The actual truth is that there’s multiplicity
Whether the triangle points down or up, there are two more angles pointing us in two opposite directions, reminding us that more possibilities, more options, more stories, more voices, more points of view are at play.
The triangle is the container of being,
the womb of the goddess
And the portal into the womb
It holds all of existence
And it lets existence keep on going
Nothing is held in finality
The universe, the planet, society, the person that you are – form and flex
There is a simultaneity of coalescing, breaking open, and falling apart
Stability. Change. And the way that they interact.
A sense of direction
The notion that there are other directions
The realizations that there is no direction
Singular and multiple at the same time
Paradox
Nuance
Clarity without certainty
We are triangular