WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:04.250 align:middle line:90% 00:00:04.250 --> 00:00:06.380 align:middle line:84% I hear it coming up through the rocks. 00:00:06.380 --> 00:00:09.560 align:middle line:84% It is a geyser of air that draws me farther up 00:00:09.560 --> 00:00:11.570 align:middle line:90% the redstone staircase. 00:00:11.570 --> 00:00:14.540 align:middle line:84% I look down over my shoulder to the river valley 00:00:14.540 --> 00:00:17.480 align:middle line:90% below and almost lose my nerve. 00:00:17.480 --> 00:00:20.540 align:middle line:84% But something pulls me higher, takes hold of my spine 00:00:20.540 --> 00:00:22.610 align:middle line:90% and stretches me. 00:00:22.610 --> 00:00:24.410 align:middle line:90% I am not alone. 00:00:24.410 --> 00:00:27.800 align:middle line:84% Handprints are stamped on the staircase walls. 00:00:27.800 --> 00:00:30.020 align:middle line:90% I mime my hands with theirs. 00:00:30.020 --> 00:00:32.810 align:middle line:90% The Anasazi have never left. 00:00:32.810 --> 00:00:35.480 align:middle line:84% I kneel at the mouth where the rock lips are open. 00:00:35.480 --> 00:00:37.910 align:middle line:84% A column of wind is wafting, rushing out 00:00:37.910 --> 00:00:40.340 align:middle line:90% from the center of the Earth. 00:00:40.340 --> 00:00:43.970 align:middle line:84% I try to shape a voice, to feel its words through the delicacy 00:00:43.970 --> 00:00:45.860 align:middle line:90% of my fingers. 00:00:45.860 --> 00:00:47.960 align:middle line:90% But it is not to be touched. 00:00:47.960 --> 00:00:52.580 align:middle line:84% My hands are pushed back by its force until my mouth is covered. 00:00:52.580 --> 00:00:56.480 align:middle line:84% In the beginning, there were no words. 00:00:56.480 --> 00:00:57.830 align:middle line:90% I am behind the rocks. 00:00:57.830 --> 00:01:00.500 align:middle line:84% I strain to see what it is, who it is, 00:01:00.500 --> 00:01:04.190 align:middle line:84% try to blow it out like a candle flame to see if a trail of smoke 00:01:04.190 --> 00:01:08.630 align:middle line:84% will curl and wrap itself around me offering clues as to how 00:01:08.630 --> 00:01:11.120 align:middle line:90% it moves in the world. 00:01:11.120 --> 00:01:13.610 align:middle line:90% But it is not to be seen. 00:01:13.610 --> 00:01:16.010 align:middle line:90% There is nothing to taste. 00:01:16.010 --> 00:01:18.190 align:middle line:90% There is nothing to smell. 00:01:18.190 --> 00:01:21.680 align:middle line:84% I inch back, precarious, and focus on breath. 00:01:21.680 --> 00:01:23.060 align:middle line:90% Inhale. 00:01:23.060 --> 00:01:24.410 align:middle line:90% Exhale. 00:01:24.410 --> 00:01:25.850 align:middle line:90% Inhale. 00:01:25.850 --> 00:01:27.200 align:middle line:90% Exhale. 00:01:27.200 --> 00:01:29.150 align:middle line:90% The attention of breath in love. 00:01:29.150 --> 00:01:32.630 align:middle line:84% Two breaths creating a third, mingling and shaping 00:01:32.630 --> 00:01:34.160 align:middle line:90% each other like clouds. 00:01:34.160 --> 00:01:36.740 align:middle line:90% Cumulus clouds over the desert. 00:01:36.740 --> 00:01:42.170 align:middle line:84% On my back, I reclaim the sweet and simple ecstasy of breathing. 00:01:42.170 --> 00:01:44.930 align:middle line:84% The wind becomes a wail, a proper lament 00:01:44.930 --> 00:01:47.000 align:middle line:90% for all that is hidden. 00:01:47.000 --> 00:01:48.440 align:middle line:90% Inhale. 00:01:48.440 --> 00:01:49.940 align:middle line:90% Exhale. 00:01:49.940 --> 00:01:52.610 align:middle line:84% This is the dream time of the desert. 00:01:52.610 --> 00:01:55.820 align:middle line:90% The beginning of poetry. 00:01:55.820 --> 00:01:59.240 align:middle line:84% My body softens as I make my wish to follow my breath. 00:01:59.240 --> 00:02:01.610 align:middle line:84% It settles on the backs of swallowtails. 00:02:01.610 --> 00:02:04.010 align:middle line:84% We are carried effortlessly through the labyrinth 00:02:04.010 --> 00:02:06.140 align:middle line:90% of these labial canyons. 00:02:06.140 --> 00:02:10.190 align:middle line:84% Breath becomes a lizard, hand splayed on red rock walls 00:02:10.190 --> 00:02:12.320 align:middle line:90% up and down, up and down. 00:02:12.320 --> 00:02:17.330 align:middle line:84% A raven lands: black wings are extended like arms. 00:02:17.330 --> 00:02:19.400 align:middle line:90% The animals know. 00:02:19.400 --> 00:02:21.440 align:middle line:90% The Anasazi know. 00:02:21.440 --> 00:02:23.810 align:middle line:90% It is audible. 00:02:23.810 --> 00:02:27.920 align:middle line:84% I lean forward and listen, breath. 00:02:27.920 --> 00:02:31.310 align:middle line:84% With my hands on the rocks, I place my mouth over the opening. 00:02:31.310 --> 00:02:33.380 align:middle line:90% My belly rises and falls. 00:02:33.380 --> 00:02:36.830 align:middle line:90% I move away and listen. 00:02:36.830 --> 00:02:39.750 align:middle line:84% I return with my mouth over the opening. 00:02:39.750 --> 00:02:41.000 align:middle line:90% Inhale. 00:02:41.000 --> 00:02:42.350 align:middle line:90% Exhale. 00:02:42.350 --> 00:02:43.820 align:middle line:90% I move away. 00:02:43.820 --> 00:02:45.440 align:middle line:90% I listen. 00:02:45.440 --> 00:02:47.450 align:middle line:90% I return. 00:02:47.450 --> 00:02:48.830 align:middle line:90% I am dizzy. 00:02:48.830 --> 00:02:50.780 align:middle line:90% I am drunk with pleasure. 00:02:50.780 --> 00:02:53.660 align:middle line:90% There is no need to speak. 00:02:53.660 --> 00:03:01.430 align:middle line:84% Listen, below us, above us, inside us. 00:03:01.430 --> 00:03:03.170 align:middle line:90% Come. 00:03:03.170 --> 00:03:04.340 align:middle line:90% This is all there is. 00:03:04.340 --> 00:03:13.310 align:middle line:90% 00:03:13.310 --> 00:03:14.120 align:middle line:90% Thank you. 00:03:14.120 --> 00:03:16.420 align:middle line:90% Travel safely home. 00:03:16.420 --> 00:03:42.250 align:middle line:90%