15-FEB-2009
To Touch
How often does a 3 month old participate so actively in their christening?
Think of the magical and spiritual connection therein!
A Blessing is given in both directions.
South Fork of the Snake River - Idaho
DREAMS
Yes, one can dream, and there are always dreams................
and perhaps our lives, our loves, and our hopes
can only be lived and realized in our dreams.
Reality
for many of us, is only that dream............................
21-DEC-2010
The Bristle Cone Pine - Beauty Within and Without
Beauty
Sometimes we fail to see the beauty in an object,
simply because it doesn't have all the perfection that we expect.
While perfection is not there,
at least in our mind,
the beauty is always there.
It is our lack of appreciation,
and our own imperfections,
that prevents us from seeing the completeness of the beauty
that is really there.
Our narrow focus of view limits our minds to that which we see,
in our own imperfection.
Rather, we must then accept the imperfections of the other person
as well as the beauty of nature which is always there, as it is
in the other person as well.
08-MAY-2001
Innocence and Life
What is it that we are seeking?
Do we even know where to look?
How often do we look
and yet
Cannot see that, at which we
are
looking?
Nor
Have found that,
which we
are seeking?
08-MAY-2013
Solitude and Introspection
To
Look
is
Not to See
To
See
is
Not to Necessarily
Understand
To
See and Understand
is a
Precious
Gift
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The Hands of Labor and Love
This photo was taken just before my Mother died. It was something that she and I always loved, the beauty of hands. I saw her hands and simply shot quickly, to preserve in my memory the beauty of hers, which had given so much to myself and others.
In order to take a picture of my Mother, you just did it, and asked later. She got used to me with my camera, loved whatever photos I took for her. The best photos were taken when she was unaware. She always knew and understood, so it was always ok, even though we had the same discussion. She would just laugh, and ask for her makeup, (otherwise known as "warpaint") saying that "a little bit of powder, and a little bit of paint, always makes an old lady, what she ain't".
We often wonder at the desolation of life.
As if we were wandering through a virtual desert
while
still attempting to
cope with the difficulties
of life.
How often have we really looked at the seeming desolation around us?
How often have we attempted to see,
not the starkness
or
desolation
but the
intrinsic beauty which is there?
If we continue to view
only the negative
we then fail to see the most
beautiful visions
that we are capable of...
The Beauty of Nature
and all that surrounds us
as it
envelops our minds,
our hearts
and
our souls
Along the Boise River, as the Sun prepares for its departure.
Along the Boise River, as the Sun displays the final warmth of the day.
