Thursday, July 26, 2012
The Fabric of Earth
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Wishing You Joy!
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|The Fabric of Earth - c Lynda Lehmann|
This is an old photo I took years ago when flying home from Arizona, where I'd had an extended visit with my family. It's not a great photo. I shot it with a digital point-and-shoot that probably captured less than 5 mega pixels. So it's grainy, as well as having been shot through the airplane window. The funny thing is that when I found this image while cleaning out some Photoshop files tonight, I remembered that very moment when I glanced out the plane window and saw this spectacular view of mountain ridges (which I presume were the Rockies). I had that wonderful impulse of Joy, expressed by a quiet "Wow!" that we all get from time to time when we see something awesome and beautiful. We have a sense of its largess and significance, although we might not be able to define why.
It seems that somehow, taking photos not only reminds me of a given moment in time, but that I can also, often remember my state of mind, even that very moment of Consciousness, that fleeting minute during which I was treated to a glimpse of something Profound. I knew I was seeing something important, because it gave me pause, not only to feel a sense of joy, but to contemplate the Wonder of the Universe, the Wonder of Being. And so I must conclude that taking photos of the natural world cements my Consciousness in Moments of Beauty, anchoring me more closely to the Heart of Life, if you will.
When I'm lying on my death-bed, I don't want to define myself by my riches, possessions or popularity. I don't even want to define myself by the highs and lows of my art journey, or by how I assess whatever successes or failures I may have had.
I want to define myself by my relationships. That means relationships with other individuals, those outside myself with whom I have chosen to spend segments of my life, and by my Relationship with the Universe. This will depend on how many Moments of Beauty I have beheld (to use an old-fashioned word) and how many I've taken into my Soul that will forever Enrich, Inspire, and Nourish me, even as I pass from this Earth.
NOTE: I've capitalized various words to give them emphasis. Not proper usage, I know...