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Journal entry.
Plaque rock is a beautiful dome of granite that sits logged deep into the river bank.
The rock is warm in the late evening having absorbed the sun's heat and if you lay with your back on it will share that warmth with you. the whole rock feels alive. Like it has its own intelligence. Like the rock itself is a living presence.
As I sit there on a winter's day I am the centre of a small universe that spins around it.
There's something you don’t do enough of….basking
My grandfather who I never met used to sit on this rock.
My grandfather flew planes in the second world war. From north africa him and a rogue captain called hayward would fly to warsaw to drop supplies for the polish resistance.
After the war my grandfather took up lion hunting as a way to keep himself feeling alive.
Only later when I came to understand trauma did it occur to me that the lion hunting was a common behaviour for someone with severe combat experience and ptsd. The need to seek out dangerous extremes to try and get the sound back on in your life.
When my grandfather died suddenly at 54 the war was long over. Hayward loaded my 15 year old father in a plane and flew him from Johannesburg to the place where I now sat in the wild . flying over the rock hayward ever the renegade opened the window and tipped my grandfather's ashes out into the river.
When I was born my mother named me craig…..I cried and cried until the shangaans people told my mother I was crying for my ancestral name. they started calling me body and I became a quiet child.
As I sit here this morning I can look down across the pool at the base of the rock to the second ridge where a plague with my grandfather's name on it….a name that is also my name. boyd varty it reads he loved the bushveld.
I'm telling you this because your ancestry makes you close to your infinity and your mortality.
When I am here I intuit some deep transformation in my own life that seems to be happening on a grander scale in the world.
My grandfather was a lion hunter. I am a lion tracker..
We were both in love with the wild.
As a hunter he was intictual as a healer so am i.
In the men in my family for so long there was steel with no feeling .I am coming to respect both.
Why am I saying all this from some forgotten rock in south africa …..and what does it have to do with you.
For starters you are the chain in ancestral life…..whatever you came from you can be the start of a transformation for generations to come.
Who knows the power of one authentic life. Life is full of platformless heros.
I'm on this expedition on pure intuition.
Imagine we were planted here… those of us with that intuition to awakening like sleeper seeds waiting to bloom.
If you're listening to this you are either stone cold right now… in which case i'm probably just going to annoy you over time and congrats you made it this far ……or you're on fire. something in you is saying yes.
I don’t mean to sound wafty….but im okay with it for a moment because I know that certainly the intuition has to lead to action.
That’s what i'm trying to do.
4-0 out.
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Journal entry.
Plaque rock is a beautiful dome of granite that sits logged deep into the river bank.
The rock is warm in the late evening having absorbed the sun's heat and if you lay with your back on it will share that warmth with you. the whole rock feels alive. Like it has its own intelligence. Like the rock itself is a living presence.
As I sit there on a winter's day I am the centre of a small universe that spins around it.
There's something you don’t do enough of….basking
My grandfather who I never met used to sit on this rock.
My grandfather flew planes in the second world war. From north africa him and a rogue captain called hayward would fly to warsaw to drop supplies for the polish resistance.
After the war my grandfather took up lion hunting as a way to keep himself feeling alive.
Only later when I came to understand trauma did it occur to me that the lion hunting was a common behaviour for someone with severe combat experience and ptsd. The need to seek out dangerous extremes to try and get the sound back on in your life.
When my grandfather died suddenly at 54 the war was long over. Hayward loaded my 15 year old father in a plane and flew him from Johannesburg to the place where I now sat in the wild . flying over the rock hayward ever the renegade opened the window and tipped my grandfather's ashes out into the river.
When I was born my mother named me craig…..I cried and cried until the shangaans people told my mother I was crying for my ancestral name. they started calling me body and I became a quiet child.
As I sit here this morning I can look down across the pool at the base of the rock to the second ridge where a plague with my grandfather's name on it….a name that is also my name. boyd varty it reads he loved the bushveld.
I'm telling you this because your ancestry makes you close to your infinity and your mortality.
When I am here I intuit some deep transformation in my own life that seems to be happening on a grander scale in the world.
My grandfather was a lion hunter. I am a lion tracker..
We were both in love with the wild.
As a hunter he was intictual as a healer so am i.
In the men in my family for so long there was steel with no feeling .I am coming to respect both.
Why am I saying all this from some forgotten rock in south africa …..and what does it have to do with you.
For starters you are the chain in ancestral life…..whatever you came from you can be the start of a transformation for generations to come.
Who knows the power of one authentic life. Life is full of platformless heros.
I'm on this expedition on pure intuition.
Imagine we were planted here… those of us with that intuition to awakening like sleeper seeds waiting to bloom.
If you're listening to this you are either stone cold right now… in which case i'm probably just going to annoy you over time and congrats you made it this far ……or you're on fire. something in you is saying yes.
I don’t mean to sound wafty….but im okay with it for a moment because I know that certainly the intuition has to lead to action.
That’s what i'm trying to do.
4-0 out.
Boyd Varty Sacred Sites
Connect with Boyd Varty:
Find out more about Londolozi

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