There is a wonderful description of meditation which describes the role that the mind’s innate spaciousness can play in meditation practice. I have read a couple of versions of this story, my retelling probably borrows from both. It goes something like this… Meditation is like trying to tame a wild horse. I could keep that horse in a small compound, giving it little room to move around in the hope that that will quieten it down.
Evening light as rain approaches, a rainbow framing the scene. 🌈
Reflecting at the end of another day.
I never met Corey B. Marion, the founder of The Iconfactory, but feel as though I in part knew him through the omni presence of The Iconfactory in my Apple life - Icons, Desktops, a host of apps including of course Twitterrific (which will be how I always see Twitter). Thank you and RIP Corey.
I’ve dropped the ball with Micro.blog’s current May Photoblogging Challenge, not getting past Day 1. Then when I do sit up and find a photo for one of the prompts, I am a day late!
So this one is for yesterday, Day 22 textile, from my wife’s online store for vintage textiles and ceramics, Cloth and Goods.
Not my choice of title, but the title that journalist Sarah Ruppenthal used following her interview with me four years ago. I was reminded of the article recently when an old friend got in touch having come across it online. I first met Sarah when she came to do an article about the house that my wife, Melissa, and I built here in Maui. As Melissa is an Interior Designer and had done most of the design work on the house, I stepped back a lot for that interview.
I watched Licorice Pizza last night and enjoyed it. Maybe dragged a little in the middle? I’ve been listening to the soundtrack today, a rewind to the early 70s. 🍿
We recently watched Operation Mincemeat on Netflix, the movie of the story that I linked to in this post. I enjoy films that cover aspects of history from the Second World War, and this one did not disappoint. 🍿
The heat of the day wanes. The gentle wind that moved in late afternoon, stills. The night creatures start to emerge as dusk settles over the landscape.
Stillness. Quiet. The end of another day.
Summer has arrived here in Maui, at least a preview of what summer is to bring. The last few days have been devoid of wind, hot and muggy - and has included a well timed air conditioning breakdown (hopefully that is not a preview of summer as well!). By late afternoon the air is still and feels as though it is sitting waiting for something to happen. Thankfully mornings are still cool.
Those days when I feel as though I am wrestling with my own mind for what is going to get done.
Watching the performers, the creatives, the writers, artists and musicians, those who have dared to put themselves out there unsure of return. Doing so simply because they couldn’t imagine doing anything else….other than sharing their creativity with others.
I spent yesterday at the Menehune Mayhem competition at Ho’okipa Beach Park. This is a surf competition for kids established a number of years ago by pro-surfer Ian Walsh. The thin sliver of a beach that Ho’okipa is was packed, with all visitors and competitors being focused on one end of the beach where the competition was taking place. With little space to sit, I was perched on the water line, a victim to any big waves that broke that day.
I took this photo of what I’m calling a Ghost Rainbow at around 8:15pm this evening, and it had just been raining.
We recently saw Waterman, a documentary about Duke Paoa Kahanamoku, or “Duke” as he was affectionately known, Olympic gold medalist, world record holder and surfer. I had known about Duke for a long time, but did not know his story. This documentary does a good job of showing who the man was, the background against which he grew up as he left his mark on the world, and the love he had for Hawai’i and the people of these islands. Highly recommended. 🍿
I think that this plant is an Agave Vivipara L.?
For the last week we have been watching this stalk grow out of the center of one of these plants, with absolutely no idea what final result will be? We are assuming a flower or flowers of some sort. It has taken approximately five years to get to this stage.
We took our grandsons and their cousins to see a movie last week. As I stepped into the cinema I realized that it was probably my first time in a movie theatre for over two years. With COVID having been the reason for the absence, I could feel my trepidation as we stepped in.
This is not a droid sitting on a wall, but a movement sensor switch for a light sitting above it. My first entry for the May 2022 Photo Blogging Challenge.
April 2022 Hello Friend, Welcome to my roundup of posts from April 2022. This is my first newsletter for a couple of months. No sooner had I re-booted my newsletter in the month of February, encouraged by Manton Reece introducing a newsletter feature to Micro.blog, my blogging platform, then I pressed pause for March. March was a challenge for me, and when it came to putting together the final touches to that month’s newsletter, the process of sharing just felt too vulnerable a move.
We arrived at the restaurant. A sign hanging from a rope in front of the door asked us to ring the doorbell. A waiter opened the door, greeted us, asked if we had a reservation, "no," we replied. This did not appear to matter as the rope was unclipped, we were gestured to enter and shown to a table. One couple was already seated and were perusing the menu. The other tables sat empty, awaiting the arrival of lunchtime customers.