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iPhone Diary Series
iPhone Diary: 9 October 2010 (Theologic Wars)
Blind Men and the Elephant
It was six men of Indostan
To learning much inclined,
Who went to see the Elephant
To learning much inclined,
Who went to see the Elephant
(Though all of them were blind),
That each by observation
Might satisfy his mind
That each by observation
Might satisfy his mind
The First approached the Elephant,
And happening to fall
Against his broad and sturdy side,
At once began to bawl:
“God bless me! but the Elephant
And happening to fall
Against his broad and sturdy side,
At once began to bawl:
“God bless me! but the Elephant
Is very like a wall!”
The Second, feeling of the tusk,
Cried, “Ho! what have we here
So very round and smooth and sharp?
To me ’tis mighty clear
This wonder of an Elephant
Is very like a spear!”
Cried, “Ho! what have we here
So very round and smooth and sharp?
To me ’tis mighty clear
This wonder of an Elephant
Is very like a spear!”
The Third approached the animal,
And happening to take
The squirming trunk within his hands,
Thus boldly up and spake:
“I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant
Is very like a snake!
And happening to take
The squirming trunk within his hands,
Thus boldly up and spake:
“I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant
Is very like a snake!
The Fourth reached out an eager hand,
And felt about the knee.
“What most this wondrous beast is like
Is mighty plain,” quoth he;
” ‘Tis clear enough the Elephant
And felt about the knee.
“What most this wondrous beast is like
Is mighty plain,” quoth he;
” ‘Tis clear enough the Elephant
Is very like a tree!”
The Fifth, who chanced to touch the ear,
Said: “E’en the blindest man
Can tell what this resembles most;
Deny the fact who can
This marvel of an Elephant
Is very like a fan!”
Said: “E’en the blindest man
Can tell what this resembles most;
Deny the fact who can
This marvel of an Elephant
Is very like a fan!”
The Sixth no sooner had begun
About the beast to grope,
Than, seizing on the swinging tail
That fell within his scope,
“I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant
Is very like a rope!”
About the beast to grope,
Than, seizing on the swinging tail
That fell within his scope,
“I see,” quoth he, “the Elephant
Is very like a rope!”
And so these men of Indostan
Disputed loud and long,
Each in his own opinion
Exceeding stiff and strong,
Though each was partly in the right,
And all were in the wrong!
Disputed loud and long,
Each in his own opinion
Exceeding stiff and strong,
Though each was partly in the right,
And all were in the wrong!
Moral
So oft in theologic wars,
The disputants, I ween,
Rail on in utter ignorance
Of what each other mean,
And prate about an Elephant
Not one of them has seen!
The disputants, I ween,
Rail on in utter ignorance
Of what each other mean,
And prate about an Elephant
Not one of them has seen!
poem by John Godfrey Saxe (1816–1887)
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Kangaroo Valley Sunrise, July 2010 (After Death, A Voice)
After Death A Voice Said
It will not be a life in time and space
Since spirit is timeless and spaceless,
Existing eternal, outside of time.
Within it exists the surrendered soul,
The energy that we claimed as ours,
The energy that will know and be known
As it always has been within us,
Aware of the oneness of everyone.
--Henry Langhorne, In the Country of Rain: Selected and New Poems, 2009
Note: With appreciation to Barbara Crafton of The Almost Daily eMo from Geranium Farm.org for introducing me to Langhorne's poetry.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Images of Australia: Melbourne
Scar Detail, July 2010 (Wounded Healer)
The sacrificial instinct is the deep recognition that something always has to die for something bigger to be born. We started with human sacrifice (Abraham and Isaac), we moved to animal sacrifice (the ritual killing of the Passover lamb described in Exodus 12), and we gradually get closer to what really has to be sacrificed—our own beloved ego—as protected and beloved as a little household lamb! We will all find endless disguises and excuses to avoid letting go of what really needs to die. And it is not other humans (firstborn sons of Egyptians), animals (lambs or goats), or even “meat on Friday” that God wants or needs. It is always our false self that has to be let go, which is going to die anyway.
--Richard Rohr, Wondrous Encounters, Scripture for Lent
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Images of Australia: Melbourne
Enterprize Landing, July 2010 (I Have Set My Face Like Flint)
The Lord GOD has given me the tongue of a teacher, that I may know how to sustain the weary with a word. Morning by morning he wakens--wakens my ear to listen as those who are taught. The Lord GOD has opened my ear, and I was not rebellious, I did not turn backward. The Lord GOD helps me; therefore I have not been disgraced; therefore I have set my face like flint, and I know that I shall not be put to shame; he who vindicates me is near.
Isaiah 50:4-5 & 7-8a
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iPhone Diary Series
iPhone Diary: 5 February 2011 (Hurry Sundown)
iPhone Diary challenges the referential nature of photography and explores the iPhone camera as a way of documenting a life. I title the images with the date they were made, rather than where they were made, because they are more about moments in time than about location or geography.
Some iPhone Diary images, like the one above, have subtitles in parentheses. These words or phrases connect with the pictures emotionally or spiritually. For me, they have connotative rather than denotative meanings.
I do not crop iPhone Diary images, but print them full frame with a small border of white space. This discipline requires clarity at the moment of making the photograph. I deliberate about what I see and how to frame it so that others will be able to see it too.
Photographs fragment life. Like a diary of images, I have a story to go with each one. At the same time, perhaps the pictures also somehow transcend the particular. Maybe they evoke your stories, too?
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