Friday, December 31, 2021
A Vast Pattern
Thursday, December 30, 2021
Universal Spark
- David Deutsch (1953 - )
The Beginning of Infinity
Sunday, December 26, 2021
Limits of Comprehension
the problem of the universe,
but to find out what he has to do;
and to restrain himself within
the limits of his comprehension."
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)
Saturday, December 25, 2021
Perceive the Inconceivable
- Carlos Castaneda (1925 - 1998)
The Art of Dreaming
Friday, December 24, 2021
Curious Air of Hyper-Reality
"I suppose it is submerged realities that give to dreams their curious air of hyper-reality. But perhaps there is something else as well, something nebulous, gauze-like, through which everything one sees in a dream seems, paradoxically, much clearer. A pond becomes a lake, a breeze becomes a storm, a handful of dust is a desert, a grain of sulphur in the blood is a volcanic inferno. What manner of theater is it, in which we are at once playwright, actor, stage manager, scene painter and audience?"
Wednesday, December 22, 2021
Between Immensity and Eternity
Monday, December 20, 2021
Geological Time
"In reality, a river's basic shape... is not a line but a tree. A river is, in its essence, a thing that branches... Although it flows inward toward its trunk, in geological time it grew, and continues to grow, outward, like an organism, from its ocean outlet to its many headwaters. In the vernacular of a new science, it is fractal, its structure echoing itself on all scales, from river to stream to brook to creek to rivulet, branches too small to name and too many to count."
Sunday, December 19, 2021
Pure Experience
- D.T. Suzuki (1870 - 1966)
An Introduction to Zen Buddhism
Saturday, December 18, 2021
The World is Sacred
it is full of gods, numina,
great powers and presences.
We give some of them names –
Mars of the fields and the war;
Vesta the fire;
Ceres the grain;
Mother Tellus the earth;
the Penates of the storehouse.
The rivers, the springs.
And in the stormcloud and
the light is the great power
called the father god.
But they aren’t people.
They don’t love and hate,
they aren’t for or against.
They accept the worship due them,
which augments their power,
through which we live."
Friday, December 17, 2021
World of Imagination
"I know that this world is a world of imagination and vision. I see every thing I paint in this world, but everybody does not see alike. To the eyes of a miser a guinea is far more beautiful than the Sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes. The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity, and by these I shall not regulate my proportions; and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself."
Wednesday, December 15, 2021
Portals of Consciousness
it follows us at every instant;
all that we have felt, thought
and willed from our earliest
infancy is there, leaning over the
present which is about to join it,
pressing against the portals of
consciousness that would
fain leave it outside."
- Henri Bergson (1859 - 1941)
Tuesday, December 14, 2021
Forget About Words
once you've caught the fish,
you can forget about the trap.
A rabbit-snare is for catching rabbits;
once you've caught the rabbit,
you can forget about the snare.
Words are for catching ideas;
once you've caught the idea,
you can forget about the words.
Where can I find a person who
knows how to forget about words
so that I can have a few
words with them?"
- Chuang Tzu (c.369 B.C. - c.286 B.C.)
The Essential Writings
Monday, December 13, 2021
Meeting of Possibilities
"This accidental
meeting of possibilities
calls itself I.
I ask: what am I doing here?
And, at once, this I
becomes unreal."
- Dag Hammarskjöld (1905 - 1961)
Markings
Sunday, December 12, 2021
A Magical Illusion
- Alan Watts (1915 - 1973)
Saturday, December 11, 2021
We Are All One
- Nikola Tesla (1856 - 1943)
The Problem of Increasing Human Energy
Friday, December 10, 2021
Mental Categories
mighty matter,
irresistible march of evolution,
reality ever newborn;
you who, by constantly
shattering our mental categories,
force us to go ever further
and further in our
pursuit of the truth."
- Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (1881 - 1955)
Hymn of the Universe
Thursday, December 09, 2021
Beyond the Tangible
see with his mind what he
cannot see physically
with his eyes...
Abstract art enables the artist
to perceive beyond the tangible,
to extract the infinite
out of the finite.
It is the emancipation
of the mind.
It is an exploration
into unknown areas."
Tuesday, December 07, 2021
Neither Obverse nor Reverse
encompasses the world and
has neither obverse nor reverse
nor circling nor secret center."
- Jorge Luis Borges (1899 - 1986)
In Praise of Darkness
Sunday, December 05, 2021
A Sea of Forms
"A work of art is an abstract or epitome of the world. It is the result or expression of nature, in miniature. For, although the works of nature are innumerable and all different, the result or the expression of them all is similar and single. Nature is a sea of forms radically alike and even unique. A leaf, a sun-beam, a landscape, the ocean, make an analogous impression on the mind. What is common to them all, — that perfectness and harmony, is beauty. The standard of beauty is the entire circuit of natural forms, — the totality of nature; which the Italians expressed by defining beauty "il piu nell' uno." Nothing is quite beautiful alone: nothing but is beautiful in the whole. A single object is only so far beautiful as it suggests this universal grace. The poet, the painter, the sculptor, the musician, the architect, seek each to concentrate this radiance of the world on one point, and each in his several work to satisfy the love of beauty which stimulates him to produce. Thus is Art, a nature passed through the alembic of man. Thus in art, does nature work through the will of a man filled with the beauty of her first works.
The world thus exists to the soul to satisfy the desire of beauty. This element I call an ultimate end. No reason can be asked or given why the soul seeks beauty. Beauty, in its largest and profoundest sense, is one expression for the universe."
Saturday, December 04, 2021
Slow Time
is not, and soul commingles
with mist, and rock, and light. In time,
soul brings the misty self to be.
Then slow time hardens self to stone
while ever lightening the soul,
till soul can loose its hold of self
and both are free and can return
to vastness and dissolve in light,
the long light after time."
- Ursula K. Le Guin (1929 - 2018)
"How It Seems To Me" in So Far So Good
Friday, December 03, 2021
The Sentinel
"Think of such civilizations,
far back in time against the
fading afterglow of creation,
masters of a universe so
young that life as yet had come
only to a handful of worlds.
Theirs would have been
a loneliness of gods
looking out across infinity
and finding none to
share their thoughts."
Thursday, December 02, 2021
Longing
- Hermann Hesse (1877 - 1962)
Wandering
Wednesday, December 01, 2021
Slow Growth
- Alexander Graham Bell (1847 - 1922)
Monday, November 29, 2021
Patterns
but patterns that perpetuate themselves."
- Norbert Wiener (1894 - 1964)
The Human Use of Human Beings: Cybernetics and Society
Saturday, November 27, 2021
Constructions in Space
- Bernhard Riemann (1826 - 1866)
Friday, November 26, 2021
Vuja de
Wednesday, November 24, 2021
Unfathomable Mystery
we won’t ever unravel its secrets.
Thus we must treat the world as it is:
a sheer mystery."
- Carlos Castaneda (1925 - 1998)
Tuesday, November 23, 2021
An Illusion, a Phantom, or a Dream
“So I say to you –
This is how to contemplate our
conditioned existence in this fleeting world:
'Like a tiny drop of dew,
or a bubble floating in a stream;
Like a flash of lightning
in a summer cloud,
Or a flickering lamp, an illusion,
a phantom, or a dream.'
'So is all conditioned
existence to be seen.'
Thus spoke Buddha."
Monday, November 22, 2021
Macro and the Micro
- Ansel Adams (1902 - 1984)
Letter to Alfred Stieglitz
Postscript. The purest simplest joy of life is life itself: living, being, breathing, seeing, feeling, sharing, ... But there are preternaturally precious moments when the experience is so all-consuming and so far transcends what words alone are incapable of revealing (though the wisest among us are sometimes able, in Zen-like fashion, to capture glimpses of the deepest truths), that one is simply lost in the Einsteinian awe of it all ("I have nothing but awe when I observe the laws of nature," as quoted in Einstein and the Poet). For me, this happens (alas, far less frequently than I wish) when I become "lost" amidst the "macro and the micro"; when otherwise arbitrary language-driven distinctions among trees and forest and leaves and space and time ... all dissolve and become one and inseparable. A feeling that seems to be also shared by my eldest son, Noah, who is seen here contemplating his own universe of mysteries by the side of a small footpath he and I took this weekend in a local park:
Sunday, November 21, 2021
This Place is a Dream
Only a sleeper considers it real.
...
A man goes to sleep in the town
where he has always lived,
and he dreams he's living
in another town.
He believes the reality of the dream town.
...
and then into being human,
forgotten our former states,
slightly recall being green again.
- Rumi (1207 - 1273)
Postscript. The triptych consists of three "quick grabs" with my iPhone during the trip my family and I took to the Pacific Northwest this past summer (e.g., see this blog entry). The left- and right-most images show the play of sunlight (reflected off the door of our car) with the pavement as we were going to breakfast one day in Sequim, WA. The middle panel shows a similar play of light (this time reflected off a kettle on our stove) with the stucco walls of the kitchen in the cabin we rented in the northern cascades. Most of my photography is quasi-deliberate, by which I mean that most of my images arise during planned "expeditions" (such as to a local park, or hikes on a family vacation 😊 using my "real" camera. But some of my favorite images - such the ones in this triptych - are captured purely by happenstance, and when my conscious "attention" lies elsewhere (such as on, say, getting breakfast at a restaurant or the first sip of coffee in the morning). Of course, any distinctions I may choose to draw among these various states of being and attention are, of course, at best illusory, and, at worst, utterly meaningless. Even as my "eye" looks toward the path to a restaurant or at the handle of a coffee kettle, my "I" never ceases to revel at the magic of light, color and form that surrounds us in each moment in time and space!
Saturday, November 20, 2021
Timeless Way of Building
in truth a network,
which perfectly captures it."
Thursday, November 18, 2021
Heaven and Earth
'Nothing?' I asked.
'Not even heaven?'
He lowered his head and was silent.
But after a moment:
'Heaven is too high for me.
exceptionally good–and near me!'
'Nothing is nearer to us than heaven.
The earth is beneath our feet
and we tread upon it,
but heaven is within us.'"
Wednesday, November 17, 2021
Unheard Music
- Paul Bowles (1910 - 1999)
The Spider's House
Tuesday, November 16, 2021
Why is the sky blue?
Monday, November 15, 2021
The Brown Autumn Came
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 - 1882)
Kavanagh
Sunday, November 14, 2021
Hatching of Self
Friday, November 12, 2021
A Moment or Two to Just Be
- Thich Nhat Hanh (1926 - )
Postscript. The picture above was captured not with my "real" camera but with my iPhone, whose ability to capture scenes such as this continues to impress. I was on a short "day job" related trip to the beautiful town of Newport, RI, and had a few precious moments of magic hour light at the Sachuest Point National Wildlife Refuge (just a few miles from the center of town). I was initially despondent over having not taken my real camera (and rationalized the "complexities" of mixing business with pleasure; what, with a laptop and pounds of technical notes already stuffed into my carry-on). I then got even more melancholy over having neglected to take my other "real" camera that I bought specifically for this purpose (an absurdly tiny but equally as absurdly capable digital camera I wrote about earlier this spring). But then I remembered Thich Nhat Hanh's sage advice (quoted above). Stilling my mind as best I could, and clutching my iPhone, I managed to find a moment or two to just be.
Monday, November 08, 2021
A Little Round Grain of Rock
- Olaf Stapledon (1886 - 1950)
Star Maker
Sunday, November 07, 2021
Symbols, Signs, and Time
- Alan Watts (1915 - 1973)
Saturday, November 06, 2021
Universal Patterns
- Alejandro Mos Riera (1978 - )
Friday, November 05, 2021
Two Worlds
- Neil Gaiman (1960 - )
The Books of Magic
Postscript. This is a different view (or diptych-ed views) of the same Rocky Brooks Falls (near Dosewallips State Park, on the part of the Olympic Peninsula that faces the Hood Canal in Washington state) I uploaded a different picture of a few months ago. While, as I described in that earlier blog post, the falls themselves are almost embarrassingly easy to get to (since they are less than a 1/4 mile away from a small parking area), maneuvering in and around the falls in hopes of finding a better composition than the obligatory "Here is what my wide angle lens can capture!" is difficult; well, at least it's difficult for a 60yo with 59 years or so of wear and tear on the knees :) With the help of one of my sons (who was kind enough to act as a carry mule for my camera bag and tripod), I managed to catch either one or two non-obligatory shots (depending on how you slice the diptych) from a point well in front of the main falls (from which the bottom-most part of the falls is invisible). I think that while each "part" works well on its own, as an image, they are self-contained enough that the diptych adds a bit of contextual "interest." The relatively small area into which these falls descend has the remarkable property that just about any spot one stands on seemingly offers a veritable infinity of "different" compositions. Though it is, in truth, far more typical than not for photographers to feel this way about any spot (!), I have found this particular waterfall to be blessedly infused with this magical property more so than most. Despite having already taken close to a hundred different shots during our two trips (thus far), I am already looking forward to my next visit :)
Wednesday, November 03, 2021
Optimal Experience
- Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi (1934 - 2021)
Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience
Postscript. Sadly, the deeply inspirational Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi passed away on Oct 20, 2021. He joins an (equally sadly) growing number of spiritual/aesthetic mentors of mine that I have never had the pleasure of meeting in person (the last such being John Daido Loori, who passed away in 2009). I have written of applying Csikszentmihalyi's "flow" to photography a number of years ago on this blog (almost exactly 13 years ago, to be precise), but the wisdom and insights he leaves behind are of course timeless. Here is a link to a great TED talk that Csikszentmihalyi gave in 2004. May your soul forever revel in eternal flow, Mihaly!
Tuesday, November 02, 2021
Wu Wei
- Benjamin Hoff (1946 - )
The Tao of Pooh
Sunday, October 31, 2021
Mind-Stuff
- Arthur Stanley Eddington (1882 - 1944)
Postscript. I have long been intrigued by the propensity of some of history's great physicists to wax mystical when engaged about the "meaning" of it all (e.g., Stephen Hawking's "fire" that breathes life into our equations, and the "bit" behind John Archibald Wheeler's It-from-Bit:
"It from bit symbolizes the idea that every item of the physical world has at bottom, at a very deep bottom, in most instances, an immaterial source and explanation; that what we call reality arises in the last analysis from the posing of yes-no questions and the registering of equipment-evoked responses; in short, that all things physical are information-theoretic in origin and this is a participatory universe." (John Archibald Wheeler, 1911- 2008)
For those of you interested in taking a slightly deeper dive into the possible relationship among the ontology of quantum physics, Jungian psychology, and Eddington's thoughts on a "conscious universe," there is also this open access paper that was published a few years ago in the Behavioral Sciences journal, and from which I borrowed the quote that appears above. While the paper makes only an indirect mention of art (and refers to photography even more obliquely), spiritually inclined readers are likely to resonate with its illuminating discussion of how consciousness is entangled with the "mystical mind"; and of how we - as conscious creative beings - both instantiate ourselves within and "see" the universe at large.
Saturday, October 30, 2021
Dreams and Mirrors
Not only in front of the impenetrable crystal
Where there ends and begins, uninhabitable,
An impossible space of reflections,
Made me so fearful of a glancing mirror.
- Jorge Luis Borges (1899 - 1986)
“Mirrors” in Dreamtigers
Friday, October 29, 2021
Limits of the World
mean the limits of my world.
Logic fills the world: the limits
of the world are also its limits.
We cannot therefore say in logic:
This and this there is in the
world, that there is not.
For that would apparently presuppose
that we exclude certain possibilities,
and this cannot be the case since
otherwise logic must get outside
the limits of the world:
that is, if it could consider these
limits from the other side also.
What we cannot think,
that we cannot think:
we cannot therefore say
what we cannot think."
Sunday, October 24, 2021
Seeing the Tree
Thursday, October 21, 2021
The Nature of Water
- Bruce Lee (1940 - 1973)
Artist of Life
Wednesday, October 20, 2021
Beyond Language
- Inger Christensen (1935 - 2009)
The Condition of Secrecy