Know that people are doing the best they can from their level of awareness. Accept people for who they are and always be ready to forgive.Deepak Chopra
HBD to the weirdest member of my family (that’s saying something!). This guy turns 12 today!
Take me back to #Denver #Colorado 😫 (at Denver Colorado USA)
A beautiful ceremony and witness of God’s love. Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Steinher. (at St Thomas More Catholic Church)
—Rebecca Solnit, from A Field Guide to Getting Lost (via beingblog)
Lost really has two disparate meanings. Losing things is about the familiar falling away, getting lost is about the unfamiliar appearing. There are objects and people that disappear from your sight or knowledge or possession; you lose a bracelet, a friend, the key. You still know where you are. Everything is familiar except that there is one item less, one missing element. Or you get lost, in which case the world has become larger than your knowledge of it. Either way, there is a loss of control.
Imagine yourself streaming though time shedding gloves, umbrellas, wrenches, books, friends, homes, names. This is what the view looks like if you take a rear-facing seat on the train. Looking forward you constantly acquire moments of arrival, moments of realization, moments of discovery. The wind blows your hair back and you are greeted by what you have never seen before.
The material falls away in onrushing experience. It peels off like skin from a molting snake. Of course to forget the past is to lose the sense of loss that is also memory of an absent richness and a set of clues to navigate the present by; the art is not one of forgetting but letting go. And when everything else is gone, you can be rich in loss.
Jim Hodges show at the #icaboston (at The Institute of Contemporary Art/Boston)
Cutest mudslide I’ve ever seen! (at Coast Guard House)
First beach day of the summer (at Narragansett State Beach)
It’s been real, Miami. Until next time… (at South Beach)