world of wonders – soul of place
what is a place of wonder? why are some places full of wonder. what makes a place wonder full?
treasure cave - cliffs of taktsang monastery, bhutan
which is more full of wonder – the creations of humanity or natural wonders? how would you choose only seven?
great buddha at kotoku-in temple, kamakura, japan
how do some places capture the essence of a culture, an era, a civilization, an empire?
great wall of china
do places of wonder hold the power of the dreams, the collective spirit of a people?
holding sun and ocean
where are the energy lines, the intersections of spiritual resonance, epicenters of power?
borobudur and mount merapi - java, indonesia
are there places where your dreams are entwined with those that have come before?
humayun's tomb - delhi, india
i’m wandering in the world of wonders, looking for the soul of place, seeking the spirit held within our dreams.
bamboo forest - kyoto, japan
February 13, 2010 at 5:22 am
Nice meditation, Dawn. It’s interesting for me, seeing these contemplations and realizing, over time — rather, stretching the string back in time for my personal evocations and explorations, that idea of the magical – mystically inclined – treasure place. That might range from getting into the area behind the altar, where no one is really supposed to be, under the grating, to the roadside marvels of “Trees of Mystery.” I savor your examinations. Delightful, the alignment…
Mystery, for me, here: http://www.girvin.com/blog/?p=2767, in the thinking about the concept of something “contained within”, something unreachable…hidden, a sense of risk, in discovery.
Tim Girvin | Decatur Island
April 4, 2010 at 10:28 pm
Stunning reflections of places of wonder. Human traces of spirit…
April 16, 2010 at 5:54 pm
energy imprints? do we leave them behind? do they mix with others that came before, and after – resonance? magic in the intersection of those traces. grateful xdac
April 17, 2010 at 3:56 am
It is a kind of filigree, the grace fullness of the scribing of touch in spirit left. Picking something up, it always seems like I think something, when I touch — and in a way, that synesthetic wonder, that moment, reminds me that I might be doing just that — finding the signature of the thing. Drawing, you do that, trace your own spirit in the nature of the place, that paper, that causes that character to be released: spirit / mind / shoulder / arm / hand / fingers / fingertips / pencil and finally — the stock of the surface itself. Another tracery. http://www.girvin.com/blog/?p=3018
Tim Girvin | Decatur Island
April 18, 2010 at 9:31 am
in one long spirit-line, sparks of light-energy in every touch.. x+d.