Uploaded from a 2011 TED talk “The Rediscovery of Wonder”
In the things that matter there is a hunger
It arrives, first, as desperation and fear
But like stages of grief it changes
Initially, it comes and is denied
Then raged at for its lack of presence
Finally, pleaded with to come soon
Eventually the things that matter
Arise out of us to be fed
Not by another, but by our own heart
This is met with mild disbelief
Finally, delicious amusement
Steel, Brick, Flower, Petal: Photography by Noelle
I squeeze through cracks
Social constraints like mortar
Tight against the brick
Growth of roots comes with ardor
The tenacity of a weed
That turn into seed
Steel and stone
Blood and bone
I am earth and sky
Meant to fly
I offer more than a glimpse
I am fuller than light across the sill
Let me take your breath away with my vastness
I do not fear you looking in
Seeing my bent tree and cracked stone
On balance I am the grand view not the lone pebble.
This image was so rich and profound for me I had to share. It is a National Geographic “Photo of the Day”. Please click on the link to read more. He is a shepherd from Iran. His face, his effort, his beauty – completely affected me.
My fascination with light is nothing unique, every great photographer, artist and painter has been captivated by this ephemeral gold. It effects what we see, in each moment, As if we are seeing the thing we observe anew. The objects are always the same, of course, but the angle of light offers a continually changing and fresh perspective. Light never detracts from the beauty of a thing, but rather offers us a different perspective on what beauty actually lies there at any given moment. In this way, light is much like water, always altering and changing itself and the environment.
Spirit is a lot like this, too. Offering me an endless series of opportunities to see different facets of beauty in the things I look upon each day. Even in what I see within myself. Spirit is never the same in how I perceive it, though as a non-substance substance, it remains eternally the same.
On the soul highway it doesn’t matter if you’re souped up on a Harley or riding a tricycle. Speed is not determined by the vehicle, but rather the clarity in vision of the driver.
Thank you Laurie Buchald for the great Harley shot. If you’d like to see some other great photography from her travels on her bike please visit her blog at http://lifeonthebikeandotherfabthings.com
Really look deep. Take in the red and let it sink into your root chakra – fire. Allow the rich azure to settle upon you a royal crown. Draw the green into your heart on each breath and know your majesty. Feel the color filling you up, the coolest draught. Drink yourself drunk on the beauty. Now settle down. Sink your feet like tree roots into the earth. Go down, deep and dark into the fertile soil until you hit the molten core. You are exactly where you are meant to be. Breathing in the earth and breathing out love. There is a a pulse as deep in the earth as in you, waiting for you to lay your hand upon it.