Day 2, Pattern
This month I’m joining Susannah Conway and many others around the world in the August Break project.
In addition to posting a photo a day, I’ll be sharing a link to the site/blog/portfolio/flickr stream of another photographer whose work I greatly admire and who is inspiring me on my photographic journey. (They may or may not be doing the project too.)
And I’ll be on the lookout for artists who are new to me but grab my attention this month.
Today, I’m excited about discovering Shawna Lemay who blogs at Calm Things. I ran across Shawna’s blog by chance following the links in another blog, as often happens. But when I touched down at Calm Things, I immediately felt both serenity and excitement, for there was poetry there, along with beautiful photography.
And everything resonated with me. Quotes and poetry from my favourite authors, monks and mystics…some I was familiar with, some I wasn’t. And quiet, homely and haunting pictures…What a treasure trove. Sheer bliss.
Shawna is a published poet who loves to make images. She’s a Canadian. Meet Shawna here.
will shopping bring you true joy
when what you are dying to give
is your heart?
Over the holidays, my hope is that we all make time for more simple and real connection — with our loved ones, our communities, our fellow inhabitants of this unique planet, our natural world and our true selves.
I’ll be back on December 1 to start a practice of simplicity with Kim Manley Ort.
In the morning, everything is new.
The day’s blank slate lies before me,
ready for my writing.
May it be words of beauty I write.
May it be deeds of grace I do.
May it be thoughts of joy I think.
All the holy ones, listen;
this is what I pray.
Great spirits of the four realms,
Holy ones of the realms of minds,
Kindreds of yore,
as I go through the day,
keep my eyes open wide.
May I not miss beauty.
May I not miss joy.
May I not miss wonder.
Keep me awake and aware of the world.
Thanks to Ceisiwr Serith…
Taken en route to the dogsitter’s house around Clayton Lake, Ontario…
how would it be to allow for knowing
and not knowing:
for the mystery
to be able to wonder
without needing to understand everything
to trust in the process
to trust in love
to trust in the mystery and wonder
of the universe
that beats softly wildly
all round about us,
that is hidden
in the mists
in the clouds and the rain
in the wind blowing and the rain lashing down on your window,
that this is where you are,
on the island,
at the edge,
in a place of finding
the feel of the mist, wind and rain.