Friday, June 15, 2012

first light is a very old hammer, mist a very old bell




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  1. To paraphrase that old koan:
    - It's the bell that moves!
    - No it's the hammer!
    - Master, which is it?
    -It's your mind that moves.

    Personally I think they all have a point.

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  2. This must have been a unique moment. Breath taking.

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    1. Robert: perhaps all moments are breath-taking ... only now and then do we see clearly ...

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    2. Thank you for this inspirational thought very much.

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  3. i want to reach out and touch such light!!!


    it does not blind me for i can see

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    1. Liz: reach out to touch the light, and it will come toward you ... i have learned this :-)

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  4. the light and mist is a definitely a force of its own here. although it's the first light, I can't help but associate "the dead bell, the dead bell. Somebody's done for"

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    1. Marion interesting -- and i like the association :-) i am continually fascinated by the directions readers take, going places i would never have guessed ...

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  5. After going through two months of your posts, I realize what happens to me here. Jetty, the little girl who is pretty much the source of any artistic ability I have, and most definitely the strength ... she seems to come to the 'fore, going, "I saw that! I remember that!" Or, when there is more darkness, she goes, "Nope. I'm going to my room now. YOU deal with this." It's visceral.

    This brought The Lake to me, in New Hampshire. July mornings at my friend's house, when I'd staid over. I would race downstairs on tip toe at about 6:00 a.m., put on the ordained life jacket and go to the yard to watch already risen sun first slashing through the trees, then bouncing off the water. To me, the hammer, the bell, the flute and pizzicato strings of the waves... they were my symphony.

    This picture is so beautiful. What a moving half hour I have just had on your blog. Thank you so much, James, for all of you that you lay bare before us. I doubt, from your responses to comments, that you truly know the gifts you give to us.

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