“If you don’t have a spiritual connection, you can’t dance on the razor’s edge.” Rickson Gracie
On the edge of our capability lies Flow, the Zen-like state of the dance dancing through us or the poem writing itself. Where we are merely the conduit of something greater than ourselves.
Anyone who has touched perfection for a moment knows that feeling of bliss beyond human capability.
Dancing on the razor’s edge of excellence and failure, the balance of terror and terrific, is the space of great art. Exceptional music. Peak performance.
Belief in something bigger is a prerequisite for greatness in any form, whatever name you give it.
Because when you believe, you can see and touch the infinite.