Did you know that horseshoes can be knives? I've seen it done before but, until today, I have never created a hot metal sandwich made of hammer, anvil and half a horseshoe! It was a fathers day treat for me and my Dad. Unable to hear even ourselves over the hammering , I've never felt so close to him. It seems that sometimes words just get in the way of true connection.
The wordless acknowledgment lasted for 3 hours and felt like 10 minutes. There is something to blacksmithing that puts me at ease. I was present. I was awake for each moment. All of my fears disappeared with the first blow and time ceased to exist until the final 3,302nd. God, I forgot how much I appreciate blisters :-) and my Dad.
I'll always remember this blister as the day my father and I forgot about the world together. Thank you, earth, thank you, fire, thank you, water, thank you for holding the space of the complexities that being relationship brings. I'm a new man today. I was a horseshoe that became a knife. I wonder what I'll become tomorrow...
Peace
PS: Check out Max's knife forging Airbnb Experience. We had a blast!!!