I am constantly surrounded by noise: TV, texts, the internet, music, meaningless small talk, my thinking. All of it blocks my consciousness, my ability to hear the ME that exists beneath the cacophony. I am my consciousness, my awareness of my circumstance, my presence in every moment. So I cultivate silence every morning. I sit in it, bask in it, wrap it around myself, and hear and feel me. Then, wherever the day takes me, the people I meet are the beneficiaries of my having taken that time – they get the real me, not someone shaped and altered by the noise around me. Silence is the stuff of life.
Richard Wagamese, Embers: One Ojibway’s Meditations
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Noticing the world…
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… join the dance
The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.
Alan WattsI arrived four minutes before the coffee shop opened and stood outside. I watched and listened as the wind blew begging the trees to dance with her. Even in these unsettled times of our society and with the wind of change blowing, I stood there having a feeling of being settled and calm inside. I took a couple long steady breaths of prayer, raised my camera and took four images of the gently swaying trees. Shortly, my barista, Winter, opened the door and I entered to enjoy her mocha latte and the gift of my coffee life. And, I knew I was joining in the dance.
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I like the morning hours
Watching the morning break, I realize again that darkness doesn’t kill the light—it defines it.
Richard WagameseI have been a morning person all of my life. Both my parents were also early risers. Working rotating shifts while in the service was not easy for me. I have had only one job where I worked four ten hour evening shifts so that I didn’t have to commute five days a week. Now in my later years of life my Circadian rhythm is still in cycle with sunrise and sunset. I am not a night person. I like the morning hours.
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Live in Open Space
a grove of barren trees
mws
in a snow covered pasture
thrive in open spaceAfter peaking Bingham Hill you drop into this lovely lowland meadow that always gives me some good vibes. Maybe it’s because it’s an open space. There is no invasion of a housing development, warehouse or mall to take the view away. So, yesterday morning I needed to stop and capture the open wintery scene. Enjoy your weekend!!
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Damn it’s cold!
The contemplative discipline of meditation… doesn’t acquire anything. In that sense, and an important sense, it is not a technique but a surrendering of deeply imbedded resistances that allows the sacred within gradually to reveal itself as a simple, fundamental fact.
Martin LaidThis image was handheld when it was 7 degrees and with a slight breeze out of the northeast. Because of those two factors it is not sharp, probably true of more of my images than I want to admit, but I do like the feel of it. It shouts, “Damn it’s cold!” On the upside we are moving into a few days of warmer weather, reaching into the 60’s.
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Blue Sky
Now is the season to know
Hafiz (translation by Daniel Ladinsky)
That everything you do
Is sacred.This is a ridge along Horsetooth Reservoir after the night’s dusting of snow. And, it was bitter cold. And, I see that it is cold on the east coast and cold up north, also. Please stay warm!
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Winter Wonderland
But the silence in the mind
R. S. Thomas
is when we live best, within
listening distance of the silence we call God…
It is a presence, then,
whose margins are our margins;
that calls us out over our
own fathoms.It seems we have had a winter wonderland to enjoy over the past couple of weeks. The gifts shared by this winter’s season has been in abundance. I have thoroughly enjoy the visual beauty, enough to bear the single digit temperatures and venture out with my camera. This morning, we are at -2 degrees and had a dusting of snow during the night. Stay warm!!