Reflection

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‘Reflection’

Peak autumn on the Tamaki River at low tide; the clear blue sky is reflected in the water lying atop the mudflats at low tide. Plenty of time right now for me to likewise do a bit of reflection in the suspended state that is lockdown, whilst out walking.

The perfect mini soundtrack to this all comes from American new age/neo-classical pianist George Winston:

Enjoy !

 

Transitory

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You can’t make this stuff up really.

Perfect cumulus cloud puffs arrayed in the sky, as they were late yesterday afternoon at home.

So perfect they don’t look real.

But it’s not the form of the clouds that really exercises my mind . It’s their fleeting, transitory nature.

Always appearing from out of nowhere, adorning the moment and then moving on, never to be replicated exactly.

You cannot capture clouds, save in photos.

And all that does is freeze their vapoury uncertainty to fit a frame that cannot ever contain their truth.

Rather than pillowy comfort, I associate clouds with uneasy change.

Change, and being fully present in the moment, are challenges for me – clouds are thus my ultimate mindfulness tools, for their unique presence cannot last…

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(for more clouded thoughts, see: Cloud’s Illusions ).

 

Cross The Sky

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Deconscecrated Church, Glenfield NZ.

The simplicity of the circled cross, a stark symbol against the deep blue sky.

The symmetry of the angled white timber work under the eaves.

Two gleaming halves, mirror images.

They drew me in, these minor miracles, when I visited the building yesterday.

The former church has lost its sacred status to fulfill other uses today, but its uncomplicated appearance still has a striking purity about it…