not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

the boardwalk in winter


"All that I wish for exists, or has existed, or will exist somewhere. For I am incapable of complete invention. In that case how should I not be satisfied?" 
(Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace)

10 comments:

  1. beautiful pic and very interesting quote

    gracias, mi amiga

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    1. for me weil is not so interesting (although she is this too) but demanding of my greatest attention while boiling off the fat of my swollen self:)

      xo
      erin

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  2. The photo. I think it says much about this everything, the all that I wish for that exists somewhere. There is a lot to love about this image, its open, empty possibility.

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    1. shyly i ask, do you know that the image moves off to the right?

      the snow blowing almost imperceptibly about the base of the boardwalk (not that i captured it but that it was just like this!) just about does me in.

      what do we know about fruition from our small point in time?

      xo
      erin

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  3. No se com ho fas,però et queden unes fotos genials,Erin.
    Una abraçada.

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    1. jordi, it is only what the northern landscape has to offer. thank you))

      xo
      erin

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  4. Swollen self? you mean soulfully, psyhcologically or literally physically?

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    1. well, literally, it has been a long winter ...

      but soulfully, which i believe is an extension of our psychological presence that casts its net into the larger waters of mystery.

      i'm not sure exactly how to put it, ne ne. there is something mystical (not linear) that happens when we move our eye away from our (swollen) self as the important center, but of course our eye exists at our center. the whole concept of giving the self away is rife with paradox but there is an alchemy achieved in the moment of authentic relinquishing of self. i couldn't say how to achieve it but i have, with grace and luck and in great stupefaction, been allowed a few such moments. how could i not yearn lustfully for more? how might i perceive such a purity anywhere else? but how to obtain the empty room which is by divine alchemy full?

      to not try to give the self away ... for me, is fraught with a dangerous kind of toxicity that keeps me pressed into darkness.

      have i said anything? have i opened my mouth? these days i'm not sure if i speak a discernible language at all.

      xo
      erin

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  5. and too, and of the utmost importance (in regards to this, "how to obtain the empty room which is by divine alchemy full?") how to very truthfully reach for the emptiness without having a duplicitous eye on the payoff of fruition? there is a void between which one must be willing to enter into and stay within.

    only in that willingness ...

    only without the duplicitous eye! ...

    it's impossible.

    and yet - possible.

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  6. Una imagen hermosa, Simone Weil una persona apasionante, comprometida pero a la vez llena de dudas como todos nosotros .
    Un abrazo











    wiel me resulta

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