... and our words.Wow... just wow.
that is the whole human journey...to our place
steven, yes, especially our words.i was there yesterday while it snowed heavily just outside of this tree stand. inside, silence was large. and it filled me.ollie, yes, yes! i almost wrote that every place is a holy place, or can be, but i had to shut up:)i should add that it was my daughter who advised me to keep my scarf blue in the shot. i had worked on it as a black and white only. i did this at her insistence and am pretty damned happy for her influence. what a gift that she should have such an opinion and influence upon me. the fullness of my life is astounding.xoerin
smart kid you got there, sister. the blue is the perfect finale to the photo. i'm forgetting what snow looks like, it's been so unseasonable here. reminds me of scotland trees. good places to think, to be still, and yet also, to play and giggle.
there are such places in nature, where holiness is obvious ... perhaps anywhere is holy, yes -- but there are places where the veil is thin, and it is important to recognize them and be silent there, to be there ... the photographs are stunningly beautiful ... the blue scarf is brilliant :-))
aimee, ohhhh, she is. and i have played there, too. once i crawled around on my hands and knees like a bear. yesterday i looked for my bear-self there as though the two times (all times) exist there together. there is such possibility in a place like this.yes, james. this place is a portal, a gap, a thin place, a veil. i wondered on ownership of it, through memory, and then quickly realized it is so beyond anyone's grasp. that it exists at all and allows us into it - it is a miracle. i don't use this word lightly. the experience, the place, it is a miracle.xoerin
You!!!!!!!!!!!I'm stunned at this youthful soul in this holy place.
oh this is so meaning, it's speaking to me, i missed snow so much, you are fantastic, I can see so much of you in this introspective shot, simply fantastic Erin, I love you really
Even tho, I totally agree about a place can be our portal, a thin veil into our holy place ( I'm closing my eyes wishing I'm in that holy place right now.) Can it also be something you are doing that will take us to our holy place? Mine is playing piano. I could be wrong?Yes, the blue scarf was great!The area where you live must truley be a holy place just by your pictures
A fantastic picture, I love, and do not need words, snow really likes the silence.
i wrote something once about thin places. everywhere can be holy and show its heart, but some places do it more readily, are more permeable somehow, if that makes any sense. I love your photographs.
"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))