The backstory to this photo:
Monday evening on my way to Centering Prayer, I decide to take my half hour and walk past the Buddhist temple to see if I might find any photos.
I spot this bodhisattva in the bushes and climb up on a short concrete ledge to get several different shots -- zooming in, framing it horizontally, vertically -- all the while pressed up against the metal fence. Shooting above it, then between the wrought iron posts.
"Hugh?!" I hear someone call from behind me. To turn, I have to step off of the concrete ledge and down to the sidewalk. "It IS you. I thought it was you."
It is Chelsea from my office. She tells me she lives three doors down -- and at first thought that it was odd, just an hour after work, to see me standing taking pictures of the Buddhist temple. And all the while I'm thinking about what I had been focused on....
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In the alley...
In the grey, rain-dampened alley behind the restaurant, sit two darker smokers filled with smoldering charcoal. Bright coals, dense smoke: what's cooking/I think.
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Sunday Thoughts
Above all, trust in the slow work of God.We are quite naturally impatient in everything to reach the end without delay.
We would like to skip the intermediate stages. We are impatient of being on the way to something unknown, something new.
And yet, it is the law of all progress that it is made by passing through some stages of instability - and that it may take a very long time.
And so I think it is with you; your ideas mature gradually - let them grow, let them shape themselves, without undue haste.
Don't try to force them on, as though you could be today what time, (that is to say, grace and circumstances acting on your own good will) will make of you tomorrow.
Only God could say what this new spirit gradually forming in you will be.
Give our Lord the benefit of believing that his hand is leading you, and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself in suspense and incomplete.
We would like to skip the intermediate stages. We are impatient of being on the way to something unknown, something new.
And yet, it is the law of all progress that it is made by passing through some stages of instability - and that it may take a very long time.
And so I think it is with you; your ideas mature gradually - let them grow, let them shape themselves, without undue haste.
Don't try to force them on, as though you could be today what time, (that is to say, grace and circumstances acting on your own good will) will make of you tomorrow.
Only God could say what this new spirit gradually forming in you will be.
Give our Lord the benefit of believing that his hand is leading you, and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself in suspense and incomplete.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
From Rimbaud's Genie
From John Ashberry's translation of "Genie" by Arthur Rimbaud
He has known us all and loved us all. Let us, on this winter night, from cape to cape, from tumultuous pole to castle, from the crowd to the beach, from glance to glance, our strengths and feelings numb, learn to hail him and see him, and send him back, and under the tides and at the summit of snowy deserts, follow his seeing, his breathing, his body, his day.
He has known us all and loved us all. Let us, on this winter night, from cape to cape, from tumultuous pole to castle, from the crowd to the beach, from glance to glance, our strengths and feelings numb, learn to hail him and see him, and send him back, and under the tides and at the summit of snowy deserts, follow his seeing, his breathing, his body, his day.
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