humanity.

I’m one week away from the Detroit Half in memory of Jeremy Richman. Running for Jeremy has been filled with insight/ sadness/ and intense emotion all circling around a curiosity about his life, the life of his little girl Avielle, and the rest of his family living on in their honor. I met Jeremy in 2017 before he shared his story with PeaceLove. It just so happened that we shared an Uber together on the way to the event. He jumped in the front at the last minute and I recall it like it was yesterday. The passion behind his work and the sensitivity he shared was unmatched. He shifted my own thinking around humanity and it’s because of him that I’ve switched to saying “brain health”. 

We all make mistakes, we’re all conditioned from past experiences, we all feel joy and pain and the infinite gamut of what it is to be human. Despite the struggle, there is a lot of beauty in this world. Jeremy said it best in a friku… “Imagination from wonder into wonder. Existence opens.” 

While running for Jeremy, the concept of compassion surfaced time and again. It’s a powerful ideal meaning, “to suffer together”. Life is suffering and as a human being, I contribute to that lot. My practice is geared towards alleviating it, but it’s not always possible. I’ve been thinking of this recently, the ability to live up to ideals is a high expectation. A friend offered this insight, “ideals are peaceful; history is violent.” That makes complete sense. I think it’s called, “being in the arena of it all/ seeking the aliveness.” 

The ideals we choose to uphold require vigilance and they can’t be practiced in an ivory tower. I’m far from preaching because God knows I’ve fallen from that tower. I’m reminding myself that there’s always going to be paradox and messiness and hypocrisy and these jumbled balls of yarn. Within all of that, I find nuggets of truth/ faith /sheer awe/ high frequency emotions. It’s a blessing and easier to feel or photograph versus explain. I’m just grateful for it. Jeremy leaves a strong legacy filled with the spirit of discovery capitalizing on the most amazing things a human being is capable of… with imagination being at the top of the list. In that same spirit, I created this composite from a scene on tonight’s river.

May that wonder live on.

moon meet passing ship /Detroit River fall 2019.

moon meet passing ship /Detroit River fall 2019.

Violence, Compassion, and Neuroscience at the NEXUS USA Summit 2018

Jeremy Richman, A Celebration of Life

Cherish your visions. Cherish your ideals. Cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts.

If you remain true to them, your world will at last be built.

—James Allen

dream.

I’ve been delving into these ideas of mission statement and vision; philosophy and the concept of a business plan. It’s deep work targeting my life’s work and packaging it up in a deliverable. The concept is to morph the industries of arts/ healthcare/ and education with an emphasis on meditative landscapes being a link to brain health. I strive to be a connector in the arena elevating the arts to the stature of science when addressing brain health needs.

I have a long way to go in fleshing it out and I’m beginning to think that a part of this exercise is putting it out there in the universe. That’s how ideas pick up momentum and that’s what it takes to make an integrated effort. Critical parts of this dream are embedded in the lives of those coming before me. I’m recalling a vision from this past summer when I saw myself climbing on shoulders… which alludes to De Chartres’ comment, “our lives are like dwarfs on the shoulders of giants…”

 We find magic 
On the edge of understanding
Making us human.  —Jeremy Richman /father, neuropharmacologist

She exists in me now, just as I will and already do within my grandchildren. No one ever truly dies. The desires of our hearts make a path. We create legacy with our thoughts and dreams. —Joy Harjo /poet

I don’t know what I may seem to the world, but, as to myself, I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me. —Isaac Newton /physicist

To develop a complete mind. Study the science of art. Study the art of science.  Learn how to see. Realize that everything connects to everything else.  —Leonardo da Vinci /polymath

This has been in the making for years and it’s just now getting some traction. “Energy flows where attention goes…” so true. For years now, I’ve gravitated towards the arts as my outlet. It’s how I make sense of this world. This has been my vessel and given my experience thus far, I feel confident enough to move forward with some mapping/planning and prepping for the voyage ahead.

calm.

… somewhere between

the chaos and the calm…

Detroit River / summer 2019

Detroit River / summer 2019

awake.

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the past few months have been an awakening. my feelers are up and out with an alertness unlike anything i’ve felt. that word “transformation” resonates. it reminds me of this quote from wendell holmes, “one’s mind once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimensions...” it’s the same for my heart. what’s my choice? with a new awareness, i can choose… to keep the mind/heart open; to dive into the love of it all; to feel it with every cell of my being; to swim in it. that’s my choice. it’s a freedom and a responsibility. my obligation is to honor the passion wherever it leads.

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this week has been a space week. a few weeks back, i listened to this podcast sharing about movies we love with “contact” being one of them and after watching it, i understood why. it speaks to our need for scientific evidence and fact to explain our world, then acknowledges that there are certain things we have to surrender to. it’s ultimately about faith and the spirit of exploration/discovery_both within and beyond. there’s a universe inside of us… question is how do we access it? where’s the plug in? reality check/ it’s not instant and once tapped, it takes time to foster it. unless we choose to go back to sleep?

“I had an experience. I can't prove it. I can't even explain it, but everything that I know as a human being, everything that I am tells me that it was real! I was given something wonderful, something that changed me forever_a vision of the universe, that tells us how tiny, insignificant, rare, and precious we all are. A vision that tells us that we belong to something that is greater then ourselves; that we are not alone. I wish I could share that. I wish, that everyone, if only for one moment, could feel... that awe, and humility, and hope.” —contact/jodie foster

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the other space week movie was “interstellar”… mind blowing encouraging us to wonder about our place in the stars. the film challenges me to think of this universe in multi-dimension terms. nothing is straight forward. there are forces such as time, gravity, and love/ all beyond our comprehension. there’s a humility to it sparking curiosity and wonder and gratitude.

this is a side note = the other day i was at the central park zoo, where i learned about leaf-cutter ants. it’s incredible the way this network operates with the queen ant at the helm and some serious foraging communication. they’re connecting in multiple ways via chemicals and antennal tapping… poses the questions, “how do we communicate? what’s actually being transmitted/received?”

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antennal tapping/feelers up and out. awake.

blink.

life can shift in a blink of AN eye.

so you take that blink and you be in it.

blink.

of

an

eye

see

you.

twinkling

slinking

rad

reflect

radflect

calm

frenetic

calmnetic

a

soul

wanders

falls

into

light

joyful

play

exuberant

luminance.

eye

see

you

blink.

—stephanie prechter /inspired by someone who makes space for caterpillars; transforms time; and took me by surprise.

resilience.

This one word brings with it this notion of hope and possibility; a new perspective and a faith in that small ember that burns deep down somewhere inside. The spark wanes and waxes, but it will never cease from glowing. The gift lies in knowing what fans the flames; what fuels the energy? and maybe there’s a gift in realizing the opposite. It’s tough to see it in the moment, but yes it’s a blessing to realize both sides of that spectrum. It’s information/data points. As I collect the points, I realize it’s not about me. The more I make my story a part of a bigger picture and a grander purpose, the more in flow it all seems.

Knowing we’re connected is a significant part of resilience and something I tend to brush aside during times of retreat. That which brings me back time and again is this art. To create is to experience magic… I tend to obsess about where it’s going and what I’m supposed to do with it? It’s not the easiest thing to figure out. As Clark said in Griswold’s Christmas, “that’s all a part of the experience!”.

IN THE NEWS:

http://www.thenewsherald.com/news/images-and-stories-of-resilience-the-focus-of-month-long/article_e83cab00-5d5a-11e9-bdde-7f05f09fac2c.html

http://blog.americanframe.com/2019/01/stephanie-prechter-finds-peace-through.html#.XMUr_S2ZPdc

http://peacelove.org/blog/perspective-resolution/

dance.

Let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you. 

Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music. 

Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.

—Kahlil Gibran

roam.

Where should I go? That's been the question... I always feel as if I can't go back to places I've been. We can't force-create or recreate a presence. I feel different today... transformed from where I was before. It's unsettling. This house isn't my house, but this river and the ducks... feels like home.

That's probably the toughest part of life —to live it and to change in it, only to feel those around you slip away. For that reason, I'm drawn to nature... and photography... a capture of the evolving constant.

Word is thought transformed into vibration, which begs the question, "what's your vibrational signature?"

resurface.

Working on my website inspires me to take special note of the many places I have been and all that I have gathered over the years to surface into the now. What a NOW it is! With each resurface, we make a mark...

I very strongly believe that if you go back to your roots, if you mine that inner territory, you can bring out something that is indelibly you and authentic; like your thumbprint. It's going to have your style because there is no one like you. –Joyce Tennyson

I have yet to photographically understand the wrinkles and grooves, but I’m in process with the imprint. When I make my mark with a click, I’m thinking about my connection with the subject or the theme. I recall my own desires to hold on to moments and create memories as a child. I was the only one in the family to document. I’m attracted to both macro and wide angle shots from various perspectives. I appreciate a multi-perspective view and I want my audience to walk away feeling value and respect for that captured moment in time.

I pay close attention to composition and all four corners of my frame of creation with a need for efficiency and meaning behind each shot. That all stems from upbringing in a household where things were constantly moving and the pressure I sometimes felt to excel. Both trauma and tragedy have played a role in my life. It makes its way through in that I’ve developed a pervading empathy. The disadvantage is that I feel as if everything needs to count and I incessantly search for a hidden purpose… because there has to be one, right?