Tag: beauty

  • Faces

    “Being engaged in a struggle
    may give us a sense of security,
    so that at least we feel that
    we are doing something.”

    ~ The Heart of the Buddha, by Chögyam Trungpa

    It is another of those amplified times with a roller coaster of emotions. Several dynamics in my life account for the ride, but the whole is always greater than the sum of its parts.

    Yes, my friend’s beloved former husband passed in his sleep this week.

    Yes, my brother-in-law has a renal carcinoma and needs a procedure. (He lost a kidney to cancer a few years ago.)

    Yes, we are approaching the one-year mark of the pandemic pause.

    Yes, we are again preparing to travel back to Michigan without clear plans for an unencumbered visit with the kids in Tennessee.

    Yes, we are at that friction-point where I know how much will need to be done to pack, load, clean, depart, travel, arrive, unload, unpack. And did I say clean?

    And, yes, we are experiencing a stress so deeply personal I dare not speak of in this article. Grief has taken up residence in my mind.

    But grief has a twin sister: relief.

    What helps you come into balance and allows you to feel the relief, especially during stressful times?

    Yes, nature is one thing that helps a lot of people, including me!

    Yes, on our walk yesterday Deva, the dog, came running over to me for some petting. She dropped at my feet, rolled over, and would have been content to stay there if her human had not summoned her out of the middle of the road.

    Yes, we were able to watch two dolphins frolicking in the canal last evening. One shot right under the dock we were standing on!

    Yes, the adult eagles are now regular visitors as they leave the chicks alone for longer and longer periods, encouraging them to fly. The adults cannot teach the young to feed themselves until they are willing to fly.

    Yes, I think that is true about humans, too.

    Yes, angels and birds and bees (perhaps, everything with wings?) are always reaching out from what my friend Anna Marie called the perfume of the effulgent formlessness.

    Yes, life, with all its uncertainty, including this tree, is showing us a pretty face!




    LIFE IS FULL OF BEAUTY, NOTICE IT. ~ Ashley Smith

  • The Substance of All Things

    Art is remembrance.
    It is love.
    It is like a sword
    that distinguishes
    between appearance and reality.
    ~ Rupert Spira

    I have been wondering just what it is that allows some people to find joy or see beauty or create art where it might have been missed by another.

    Musing is jogged by such mundane objects as coconuts and trees and chickens! My sweet friend, Carol L. Myers, with her recent display:

    Not only did someone take time to create these coconut faces (below), someone also displayed them where others could share in the joy.

    And someone paid great attention to detail.

    Artists are like that. Artists pay attention. An artist can see something that has been there all along, but not noticed, and an artist shares what is there with the world.

    Butch Farubetti looked at a Norfolk Pine that had been cut down and saw a ‘hidden treasure’ inside.

    In The Art of Peace and Happiness (Presence, Volume 1), Rupert Spira says this about art:

    An apparent object is never itself beautiful. True art is neither representation nor abstraction. It is revelation—the revelation that love, rather than inert matter, is the substance of all things.