I am still feeling contemplative these days and truth seeking. I am not able to understand how it's all right to fan the flames of differences between people. Or how we can possibly imagine that more guns will bring anything except tragedies. The framers of our constitution certainly never envisioned AK47s. I am grateful as always for conversations with friends, an opportunity to speak our ideas out loud and be listened to. Every year of my life there is so much more to figure out. No sense in getting stuck on some unexamined point of view!
I always love to look around me, to discover what there is, and literally see other points of view. I want to post some photos this week that might show the way I work. Sometimes a certain photo might not be particularly striking, but it is on the way to seeing whatever is there more clearly. I hope to make more sense eventually from what I am saying now.
|across that same road, from Margie and George's porch|
|a detail from the photo above|
|another detail nearby|
|a nearby field|
|another morning fog in the same field|
|a morning web|
|the harpist after the recent Cave Run Symphony orchestra concert, and her magnificant harp|
There's nothing like the creative mind of a child to see things in new ways: thank you, Thea! The world needs all of us to keep using our creative minds to go beyond our perceived limits of imagining what our inner worlds could encompass.