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The absence of stillness

absence of stillness
absence of stillness~ Seoul

We live in a universe where nothing is ever still. All is moving at different speeds from the slow to the mind boggling, inconceivably fast. Even in sleep, parts of us travel, they dream, they journey into worlds unknown. In the minutest of worlds, protons and neutrons are pulsing and living.

To travel in mental faculties, in heart, in soul and in art…

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Egypt history Photography story

Day 8~ March 8th~ Egypt

the burial mask of Tutankhamun~ Cairo museum

 

The journey to Egypt was more a journey of feelings, sensing and of connection than that of collecting brain information. There were places and things in Egypt that let me ‘feel’ so much more than others. One of these beacons was the tomb of Tutankhamun.

The son of Akhenaten, king at age 9, reformer of religion from god Aten to god Amun, youngest Pharaoh of the 18th Dynasty of ancient Egypt, the young boy king was to die at age 18. There has been so much written and said about this enigmatic king and so much of it fails to meet logic.

One thing that was for me undeniable standing in the tomb where Tutankhamun’s mummy was found, despite it being a much simpler tomb than that of other kings, a soft and gentle cloud wrapped itself around the place and a great quiet, a stillness that I feel even now as I write this. The mummy was housed in 7 levels of gold and wood and it was discovered in 1922 in the Valley of the Kings by Howard Carter.

the alabaster canopic jars of Tutankhamun
the burial mask of the boy king

 

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life Photography street

Day Three Hundred Fifty Nine, January 16, 2011

fence by the river

A body of water can be so cooling, meditative, relaxing and allowing to moments of peace. Maybe it is part of the magic that water possesses, but even a river in the middle of a hectic city can provide a needed sanctuary. The lulling movement of the water, the twinkle of sunlight on the surface and a space to gaze at without interruptions save for the passing boats and fluttering birds. Today I walked to the Huang Pu river for my moment of ‘me time’ and my much needed reflective stillness.

time by the river
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life Photography street

Day Three Hundred Fifty One, January 8, 2012

sitting with a friend

Getting old: it brings to mind the image of a fan getting turned off and gradually slowing down before coming to a standstill. Movement slows down, worries begin to fade away and importances shift to allow contemplations to take precedence. Maybe that is why a lot of old people choose dogs for companions. Dogs don’t seem to mind the waiting around, the long slow walks or the hours stillness and quiet.

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Day One Hundred Thirty Five, June 6, 2011

to listen to the music of the spinning spheres

To take time to be still, to wait, to listen to the music of the spinning spheres

The Earth and the Sun give us so much

So to listen, to learn, to catch the way of it

Then to be the Sun and the Earth for the lives inside us

To dance the sacred dance of life