Sunday, December 27, 2020

"I made myself pay attention to places where I thought nothing was going on... then after a while, the landscape materialized in a fuller way. Its expression was deeper and broader than I had first imagined  at first glance." Barry Lopez

Monday, December 21, 2020

 “My originality consists in ... the logic of the visible at the service of the invisible.” Odilon Redon

Friday, December 11, 2020

 "A man must dream a long time in order to act in grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness."
Jean Genet

Monday, December 7, 2020

 "The soul speaks its truth only under quiet, inviting, and trustworthy conditions.
The soul is like a wild animal — tough, resilient, savvy, self-sufficient, and yet exceedingly shy. If we want to see a wild animal, the last thing we should do is to go crashing through the woods, shouting for the creature to come out. But if we are willing to walk quietly into the woods and sit silently for an hour or two at the base of a tree, the creature we are waiting for may well emerge, and out of the corner of an eye we will catch a glimpse of the precious wildness we seek." Parker Palmer

Tuesday, December 1, 2020

"And suddenly I apprehend in it the dark proposal of the ground. Under the fallen leaf my breastbone burns with imminent decay. Other leaves fall. My body begins its long shudder into hummus. I feel my substance escape me, carried into the mold by beetles and worms. Days, winds, seasons pass over me as is ink under the leaves. For a time only sight is left me, a passive awareness of the sky overhead, birds crossing, the mazed inter reaching of the treetops, the leaves falling - and then that, too, sinks away. It is acceptable to me, and I am at peace."
From Wendell Berry’S 1968 essay entitled “A Native Hill”