…we may travel dark paths, but there is always a light beyond…
…we may travel dark paths, but there is always a light beyond…
‘A Sunday Place‘
…just one of many, many places that god might be found today…
“I enter the world called real as one enters a mist” – Julien Green
You would think, wouldn’t you, that getting to reality, or even a sense of the real, would be easy or obvious.
We can tell an object is real because we can see or touch it.
Not so matters of life and the soul.
There is often the pain of the upwards mountainous trudge and the sheer f**king foggy uncertainty of it all.
Not immediately knowing what is true, and not getting to any semblance of the truth any time soon.
It is only step by faltering step, day by grinding day, that we find our shrouded reality.
‘The Church Below The Mountain’
Biomimicry – where animals mimic their surrounds, and man made objects copy nature.
In this shot of an Anglican church in a small New Zealand town, the church’s roof and steeple mirror the apex of the mountain and the trees jutting from it.
Sometimes imitation isn’t just flattery; it can be aspirational.
Aren’t we all reaching upwards for a touch of heaven?
The church is handsome, but as in the story of Moses, it’s always the mountain that challenges and inspires.
‘Stepping It Out’
Stepping up, stepping down
steps cut both ways you know
take them to the top
or to the place below
if I cross you on the steps
let’s swap notes
on our destinations
or maybe stay awhile
in the middle
content without extremes
we step it out
the increments mark our time.
When it all gets a bit tangled and gloomy, we all need a guiding light, someone or something, to see us through.
Song for the day, to match, from Television’s classic 1977 debut album, ‘Marquee Moon’:
“Guiding light, guiding light
guiding through these nights”
Given that a belief is just that, and not a fact or certainty, what does that place beyond belief look like ?
Asked another way, what is the substance of your faith and hope?
And, if you get to that place or find that thing, would you actually realise that you are there or what it was ?
None of which questions I can answer but I have the nagging feeling (not a belief, mind) that I have actually arrived at some of those places beyond belief , only for those beliefs to change, and so too, the destination.
All clear then?
Oh, and I will let you know when and if I get there….
“In a dark time, the eye begins to see.”
– Theodore Roethke
You can’t regret dark times, if through that darkness you come to appreciate the light and see life afresh…
Maize, Glenbrook Beach NZ
A young crop of maize in rows on a friend’s land today.
Such a sense of order and design is very appealing to the neat freak in me!
We have got to set definite plans for new ventures and things that will grow us, I know.
But sometimes, despite those plans, growth is haphazard or sprawling. At other times nothing appears to be happening at all. Or worse, the new seedlings wilt and die.
To grow is to accept that there will be pain, frustration and unpredictability. There is a need to be patient when there is no immediate yield. I need to remind myself of this almost daily – at times I am a lousy sharecropper in my own life growth.
To leave your field bare is not an option though.
“Don’t go through life, grow through life” – Eric Butterworth
dive then deeper
seeker of pearls
and hidden treasure
or remained drowned
“You cannot, in human experience, rush into the light. You have to go through the twilight into the broadening day before the noon comes and the full sun is upon the landscape.” – Woodrow Wilson
Those words sum up my own experience; my picture recreates its memory and serves as a reminder.
When you know a darkness, it is tempting, when you are leaving it, to want to parade in the fullness of light.
However, in the ‘tween time – the twilight – you get to really know show the shapes and forms of the important things, dimly lit as they are.You feel them deeply, even as you peer though the mystical interplay of shadows and light.
There will be plenty of time for full light to illumine all the details…
The view up to a stunning vaulted ceiling in England’s York Minster.
Justifiably lauded for its architecture, it was the complex symmetry of it all that left me dazzled.
Like this segmented design ,radiating out from the centre of the ceiling like a star, or a flower, then falling down smoothly to enfold the equally beautiful arched windows.
I am a bit of a sucker for symmetry, as some pictures elsewhere on this blog will attest.
As a religious house it is well nigh perfect.
But, there was the nagging thought in my mind that it was a grand, and failed, attempt – it was made by imperfect humans after all ! – to capture a universal spirituality that is at times:
Don’t just polish your halo, fluoro it up!
Fifteen candles on a candelabra in the sacristy of Barcelona’s iconic Sagrada Familia, which I was fortunate to visit yesterday.
Very elegant in a gothic sort of way.
Sort of complicated too, for an article whose sole purpose is to shed a little light on things.
But that is religion in a nutshell I guess…
Still on my travels in Britain.
Yesterday, on a whim ,we took a detour on the way south to the city of Lincoln.
The town is dominated by its breathtaking, ancient cathedral.
This picture of the roof highlights the structural spine of the building.
To me it appears somewhat like the skeleton of a fish.
Regardless of religious persuasion ( if any ), we all need a spiritual backbone – something that holds it all together for us on our meandering life journeys.
A spine, a touchstone, an anchor.
Something firm and certain,no matter the detours we take!
I think we all want harmony – within things and between them ,as with this view of tropical flowers floating in water – and between people and within themselves. Peacefulness and inner beauty ,that sort of thing, you know?
But maybe it’s too much to ask. Some things cropped up today and I wonder why some people do not appear to want that at all. They seem to want to find fault, sow discord and generally wreck things that don’t need wrecking.
Inner disharmony is at root of this malaise. I know that state at times (we all do), but I try not to want it, and certainly not the destruction that follows.
Anyway, I have no real answers to that conundrum today, but in the meantime, have some beautiful blossoms as an aiming point!
“The source of all abundance is not outside you. It is part of who you are. However, start by acknowledging and recognising abundance without. See the fullness of life all around you. The warmth of the sun on your skin… or getting soaked in an abundance of water falling from the sky. The fullness of life is there at every step. The acknowledgment of that abundance that is all around you awakens the dormant abundance within. Then let it flow out”
-Eckhart Tolle, from “A New Earth”
You waved goodbye and went.
Or so I thought.
Left me to my own devices…
But you were still sticking around.
I can see that now.
Yeah, you waved….but never left…
“Just imagine becoming the way you used to be when you were a child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind. The real you is loving, joyful and free. The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.”
– Don Miguel Ruiz (Mexican author and philosopher)