Acknowledging T.S. Eliot’s Four Quartets, welcome to this blog.
In the midst of a busy life, I found myself on a small island at what felt like the edge of the world with, suddenly, very little to do. An earthquake had demolished my fledgling business.
For a seed to achieve its greatest expression it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction.
You must give up the life you planned in order to have the life that is waiting for you. Joseph Campbell
In that post-quake void began a process of paying attention, of remembering and forgetting and remembering again, of seeking, losing, finding, and learning to be still.
This blog has slowly come about through that odyssey. It began with the idea of doing something creative again after years of clinical practice and, in the process of thinking about the why and the how and the what, it took on a life of its own, leading me down many overgrown paths, literal and figurative.
I think it’s going to be about trying to be inwardly still in the midst of apparent chaos; about fire and coming close to death; about landscapes inner and outer; about creativity and the powerful undertow of resistance in which many of us drown; about seeing with the inner eye and the camera lens; about the continuing imperative of becoming and the interconnectedness of all things. But as I said, it has a life of its own …
I hope you will find something uplifting here.