In the visible world of nature, a great truth is concealed in plain sight. Diminishment and beauty, darkness and light, death and life are not opposites: they are held together in the paradox of the “hidden wholeness.”
In a paradox, opposites do not negate each; they cohabit and co-create in mysterious unity at the heart of reality. Deeper still, they need each other for health, just as our well-being depends on breathing in and out.
When I try to fabricate a life that defies autumn’s diminishments, I end up in a state that’s less than human. When I give myself over to organic reality — to the endless interplay of darkness and light, falling and rising — the life I am given is as real and colorful, fruitful and whole as this graced and graceful world and the seasonal cycles that make it so.
Though I still grieve as beauty goes to ground, autumn reminds me to celebrate the primal power that is forever making all things new in me, in us, and in the natural world.
From Autumn: A Season of Paradox by Parker Palmer
In loving memory of Donald Gordon (1930 – 2016)
12 thoughts on “In memoriam…”
What a beautiful tribute, in both words and photos. I am a fan of Parker Palmer.
Beautiful photos and a very interesting, thought-provoking quote – all in all, a lovely tribute. At the same time, I’m sorry you’re lost someone obviously dear to you, Sherry – so send my condolences and a big electronic hug.
Perfect marriage of word and photograph…..
I am so very sorry for your loss, Sherry.
I was sorry to hear of Mr. Gordon’s passing. The image and words are beautiful and perfect.
That was beautiful Sherry. The golden light truly shines through.
Beautiful in words and images. That last paragraph is especially wonderful. So sorry for your loss, friend. xo
This is so beautiful Sherry. Mr. Gordon would be so honoured.
such poignant words and images Sherry.
Although some may feel grief is something to do or to finish, truly it becomes an element of ourselves, an alteration of our current being. It’s something we absorb, we adjust, and accept the new sense of being. It becomes part of our new self. Like in the natural world.
I fear to be so bold as to ask, but is Donald Gordon your father? My heart goes out to you because, whether he was your father or not, he obviously is a vital part of you.
Such beautiful words about the most inspiring and beautiful of seasons…It’s a natural beauty as opposed to the beauty of holiday “trappings..I especially love the words of “breathing in and out.”
This post is so nicely put together Sherry…with thoughts and deeper meanings, paired with beautiful and vibrant Fall photo’s…I love visiting when you post. I always leave with something to think about and a visual tool to add to it…
Enjoy your weekend…xoxo