Thursday, August 29, 2013

Bright lights!

And off they go!  

To Juan and Reilly; Salute!  May your joy and enthusiasm drive you forward during your time in NYC!  Hold fast to your passions; shine out!

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

The path in Tammisaari


Stand still. 
The trees ahead and the bushes beside you Are not lost. 
Wherever you are is called Here, 
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, 
Must ask permission to know it and be known. 
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, 
I have made this place around you, 
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.

No two trees are the same to Raven. 
No two branches are the same to Wren. 
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you, 
You are surely lost. Stand still. 
The forest knows Where you are. 
You must let it find you.

An old Native American elder story rendered into modern English by David Wagoner, in The Heart Aroused - Poetry and the Preservation of the Soul in Corporate America by David Whyte.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

"Anteeksi, voinko olla kermaa minun kahvia?"
 
Getting caffeinated and oriented in Helsinki, August 25, 2013.


Friday, August 9, 2013

The language of love

There is a story here.  Write it for yourself; craft it as you like.  This I know: in the time that passed between the taking of these images, a life ended, a final breath was drawn.


Tonight I see with new eyes that in her leaving, she made a path.  One, across the evening sky; another, a come hither welcome, so joyful in its randomness.


How I marvel at it all, how she washes us in color and light.