Monday, June 23, 2008 A
"The Moment of Wondering"
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Here, here it is in the silence, the moment of wondering. What can I touch with ka hands? What can I change? What can I bring forth that was not there before? All acts of creation begin in the mind. May these hands be ready. |
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(A slighter larger version of the image is available underneath.)
Monday, June 23, 2008 B
"Some Manhattan Doors"
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While walking to and fro (I can't remember if these were before Institute for the Study of the Ancient World or just after, but I think these were in the general neighborhood), I caught more interesting doors:
 The mysterious "No. 7"
 So this is why the street is named Irving:
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
"Fresh!"
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After buying groceries, we now have Fresh!. I enjoyed fresh bing cherries, and white peaches and also some honey 'Greek God yogurt'. Yummy!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
"Middle of the Night Thoughts"
Yes, all on foot... What's it mean? I think it is my fear of getting lost in a big city manifested in dreams. (For the record, I did not get lost in Manhattan, but I turned the wrong way several times, and walked many blocks before realizing it.). On the whole, though, I have few anxieties. I think of this wisdom from a favorite author:
"The truism of our age is that we learn to look to the young for peace. I think the actual place of peace will come from people who take great joy in surviving." - Don Webb
This is so true. My youth was often not peaceful, as I was easily anxious about whatever worried me. Nearing
fifty, I am ever so much more peaceful than I could have imagined possible then.
Yes, "people who take great joy in surviving"! I think of our friends whom we visited this past weekend, Horst who was joyfully celebrating his 88th birthday. And yes, he is a peaceful man. It would not seem possible in the popular understanding of this youth obsessed culture. Certainly, older people's bodies are in constant need of repair. His wife Margo told of eye surgery which enabled her to see again, and now she has a new hearing aid which works marvelously. But she rejoiced so much in this, for she could now hear the music on the stereo, and all sorts of subtle sounds which she couldn't before the new device. Each birthday at that age is a triumph, and its day is a day for celebration.
I think when I get old, I will really be a dynamo! I will start practicing now, with or without red hat.
Friday, June 27, 2008 A
"'Religion' at Photo Friday"
But then I thought, why focus on conflict? Why not focus on the simple heart of religion, adoration for one's favored deity (deities)? And so Seti I's giving offering came to mind: |
© Joan Lansberry
