Shine the Divine: Creativity IS a Spiritual Practice: A River of Stones: July 30

Saturday, July 30, 2011

A River of Stones: July 30

A Small Stone:

I imagine the swirl and twirl of descent, gravity persuading this elegant gift that the road in front of my house would be the perfect place to rest. And so it was. Had it not fallen there, I would have missed its silken black beauty nearly hidden in the black and white pebbles, serendipitously accentuated by the coarseness of common asphalt. If I had not been low to the ground in my wheelchair that morning, camera in hand, eyes alert, if I had not figured out how to access my photos and upload them here, if…

this feather might have been forgotten.

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32 comments:

Travelogue for the UniverseJuly 30, 2011 at 6:37 AM
Simply beautiful, best wishes, mary
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TexWisGirlJuly 30, 2011 at 8:25 AM
lovely little gift.
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SharonJuly 30, 2011 at 8:51 AM
Laura, your reflection reminds me of the blue feather I spied in the driveway on my way to get the paper one morning. I often miss such details but this past week I was more aware of everything around me. I like to think I will continue to pay attention, and I will if I make it a priority. We gain so much if we stay awake to the world around us.

It has been wonderful to "see" you getting "around" ~
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Kim @ Stuff could...July 30, 2011 at 9:24 AM
You found the beauty in asphalt with a feather....Nice
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Ms. BeckyJuly 30, 2011 at 12:10 PM
when I find a feather on the ground I think of it as a gift too. lovely stone today Laura. be well, be safe, be light.
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AnonymousJuly 30, 2011 at 12:44 PM
What a beautiful photo!

God bless, Laura. :-)
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BirgittaJuly 30, 2011 at 1:11 PM
I like this! Beautiful shot!
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DimpleJuly 30, 2011 at 1:14 PM
Your lovely thought surrounds this gift. Feathers are amazing in their strength, durability, softness, and beauty!
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Tatjana ParkachevaJuly 30, 2011 at 1:21 PM
Nice composition and excellent choice for black and white.

Regards!
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FranciscaJuly 30, 2011 at 1:31 PM
Isn't is amazing how unexpected beauty delights? And isn't it amazing how more frequently we enjoy these delights just by being open to seeing them? It's a lovely feather and perfect in monochrome, Laura.
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S. EtoleJuly 30, 2011 at 1:36 PM
comfort in the hard places ...
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RajeshJuly 30, 2011 at 2:05 PM
Simply wonderful.
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annellJuly 30, 2011 at 2:25 PM
I always think when I find a feather, I say, you are on the right track, message from Universe. A blessing. Thank you.
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CarverJuly 30, 2011 at 2:36 PM
Beautiful shot and it is an elegant gift.
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One Woman's Journey - a journal being written from Woodhaven - her cottage in the woods.July 30, 2011 at 3:31 PM
When I find a feather
always feel it is a special gift.
Sometimes
an Angel was near...
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DulceJuly 30, 2011 at 4:07 PM
Astounding appreciation of these little great things of life you have.
Loved it! The feather and the words and inspiration it brought to you on this day.

Hugs
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SandiJuly 30, 2011 at 4:31 PM
If you hadn't noticed, we wouldn't have been blessed with your gift of words. Thank you!
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RekhaJuly 30, 2011 at 4:32 PM
Zen in a fallen feather...remarkable look in B/W
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DebbieJuly 30, 2011 at 4:40 PM
i walk so slow, i limp...but he who limp's is still walking

everyone trying to get around me, hurrying to get somewhere, missing all the beautiful gifts around us. slowly i put one foot in front of the other, my head is often down watching how slow they move but i see things, things that everyone else misses and i smile.

often i stop to rest, i look around as though i am looking at something very specific, to camafloge why i have stopped. i smile because there is no need to hurry....i don't have to hurry, i am lucky!!!
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CassieJuly 30, 2011 at 4:59 PM
I'm happy for your discovery of this lovely feather! Happy SSS to you and Shalom.
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CloudiaJuly 30, 2011 at 5:16 PM
Life reveals herself to her lovers.

Aloha from Waikiki;

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KarineJuly 30, 2011 at 5:36 PM
Beautiful and touching, you make me want to open my eyes wider every time I go outside :o)
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KelJuly 30, 2011 at 5:57 PM
all the small moments of beauty hiding in our day...
if only we take the time to see
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DebraJuly 30, 2011 at 7:02 PM
Laura, your body maybe closer to the ground as you see things from the perspective of your wheelchair, but your spirit is as close to the heavens as your wonderful imagination can fly. It is no accident that you found that perfect feather just sitting on the ground. It is a reminder that we are so much more than just our bodies...So much more.

Love you, dear heart.
Deb
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MunirJuly 30, 2011 at 9:34 PM
Beauty is every where. It is upto us to see and find it.
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GenieJuly 30, 2011 at 11:27 PM
Photography really does open our eyes to seeing things that otherwise would have passed us by. There is so much simple and serene beauty in this shot. Genie
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Paula ScottJuly 31, 2011 at 12:36 AM
I came looking for your shadow shots, but this will do just fine! A very poetic image, if I do say so myself.
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SivindenJuly 31, 2011 at 3:32 AM
Beautiful picture! - and words to think about from you and those who have commented.
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whizkidJuly 31, 2011 at 4:02 AM
apt lines, for a beautiful shot.
Have a great week ahead!
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BLOGitseJuly 31, 2011 at 4:29 AM
Our world is full of small treasures IF we want to see...
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NatureFootstepJuly 31, 2011 at 4:47 PM
maybe it is from a magpie. :)
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DragonstarAugust 1, 2011 at 1:14 PM
Well spotted and photographed Laura!
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Bright Sparks:

Remnants

Before the eMeS, my now constant companion begged me to stay close to home, I taught art, yoga and meditation to Jewish teens in the Greater Boston area. The collage series in the slide show above was created using forgotten paper scraps that slipped between the cracks of the tables onto the floor, from an Art as a Sacred Practice class I taught to High School students several years ago. My intention was to find the intrinsic value in each remnant. Often the beauty of an individual person goes unrecognized or unappreciated until it is revealed in the context of a relationship; the same is true of colors, shapes and textures. Click on the images to take a closer look. They are tiny works, some no bigger than 1.5” x 1.5”