October 26, 2020


Lake Francis 02 10/22/2020 — Anne Springs Close Greenway, Adventure Road Access, Fort Mill, South Carolina
Too many of us do not have time
to be quiet, 
to sit quietly,
waiting for something,
they know not what.

All of the important things 
occur to us in the silence. 
On the toilet.
In the shower.
The bathroom is the most
meditative friendly room
we are ever in. 

Take advantage of that.
When you go in the bathroom,
and shut the door,
attend the silence!
BE quiet!
Present with the moment.
At one with the moment.
Listening to the things 
that occur to you.
To the things that come to mind.

Instead of thinking about them,
just notice them,
and tuck them into your awareness,
and keep listening,
silently going about your business,
with your mind on your mind.



Bodhi 03 — From my Symbols of Transformation Collection
We can start anywhere,
in that there is no beginning
and no end.
We start where we are,
and allow one thing to lead to another,
on the ongoing journey called
"The circumambulation of the Self."

Also called "The Hero's Journey,"
and "The Spiritual Journey,"
and "Growing Up."

Where I am at this moment, this now,
is with Symbols and Metaphors.
So, I will start there.
James Joyce said, "Any object properly regarded
can be the gateway to the gods!"
Symbols and metaphors are everywhere we look,
waiting for eyes that see beyond the fact
of what they are looking at
to all that is evoked in and revealed to
those who look deeper.

Joseph Campbell said,
"Someone once said to me, 'Just think of a thing
as a Thou instead of an It,
and then our experience changes.'"

Campbell follows that with, 
"Look at things not as them being the things 
they are in themselves, 
but as manifestations of a mystery.
The idea of a mystery is what it is all about.
And that mystery of all things is your mystery."

Symbols and metaphors carry us into the mystery.
Do not look at the world as a huge collection of 
assorted and miscellaneous facts,
but as an incredible gallery of symbols and metaphors,
through which we are transported 
into the eternal dimension of mystery and wonder.

Sit with anything and see
what it has to show you
about everything.

It takes time, of course,
and requires attention.
Transformation is like that.
It doesn't happen to people
who are in a hurry
and want to get to the point
in order to go on with their life,
as though life can happen
in some way other 
than through symbols and metaphors.



Hickory Tree 02 10/24/2020 — 22-Acre Woods, Indian Land, South Carolina, 10/24/2020
I find myself seeking
and harmony.

Every photograph I make
is a composition of these four elements,
an arrangement of what is most important to me,
a reminder of what I cannot get enough of,
a call to do what needs to be done.

I see it as a reflection
of where I come from,
of what was missing from the start.

I live--
and hunch that we all do--
to compensate for the deficits
at work in our life.

We live to be what we seek!
To bring it forth in our life.
To incarnate,
what matters most to us.

I serve--however well,
however poorly--
and harmony.

My photos are a reminder
of what I am to be about.



Lake Crandall 13 10/22/2020 — Anne Springs Close Greenway, Adventure Road Access, Fort Mill, South Carolina
There is no right way to do it
as long as it brings you to life.
There is a catch.
Coming to life means dying
to all that is not life.
Death, then life.
Adam and Eve would have had to die
either way.

Better to die in the service life,
than to live forever in the Garden of Bliss,
never having a life of your own.

Adam and Even chose wisely.

What would you go to hell for?

Ah, but. Again.

Life is a cruel task master!
Planting where it does not cultivate,
and reaping what it does not sow.
Demanding what it has no right to at all.

Ask an artist.
Or a dancer.
Or a musician.
Or a sculptor.
Or a poet.
Or a writer.
Ask them what their life cost them.

Ask Jesus.
Or the Buddha.

And who among the lot wouldn't say,
"Of course, I would jump to do it all again!"?

It's about the price we are willing to pay
to be who we are.
To live the life that is ours to live.
That is the question at the heart of
"What would you go to hell for?"

Those who hold back,
who refuse to step forward
to die in the service of their life,
do not live at all.

And here we are.
What about us?
What say we?

Published by jimwdollar

I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing. I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters and five granddaughters within about twenty minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

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