There is an energy that is the shape of one’s life. It is read in the world. It is the energy of holding the flowing substance that is life itself and, because this is a physical world, the vessel that physically embodies the substance. Because it is a flowing substance we call it “the shape of things to come.” A word that describes this energy but does not enter it is “fate.” By reading a shape — by realizing it —one can read the potential it contains. Landscape are mindscapes. In the present, the dish is shallow. The energy of shaping pours out of it without form. When caught, it makes a shape and shapes you.

Shapes in the Ice on Okanagan Lake at Dusk