Organic Light Pan

Look up

Look down

Look all around

And miracles can be found.

Even in a leaf

No longer in the Crown

Now adorns the lowly ground.

Look Down

Layers

Miracle

The Earth is sick. It has a fever. And like us, we develop a fever when our bodies have been invaded by a pathogen. The fever helps accelerate our antibodies to exterminate the pathogens.

Only now with the Earth, we are the pathogen making her sick. The Earth is doing what it must to survive. Guess who won’t?

I suppose its true…you get what you pay for.

Peace.

Mother Earth will perish at the hands of the greedy and will not saved by the bleeding hearts. This is so because the greedy love money more than the bleeding hearts love our Mother. The greedy will stop at nothing in pursuit of money and bleeding hearts stop when they die with no one left behind to take up the fight.

God takes care of children, old folks and fools, while the devil plays with the rest of us tools.

Today was a remarkable day.  I was exhibiting the photography at my local market.  About 3 quarters the way through the show a family from either central or south america came into my booth.  It was woman, her daughter of about 7 years old and her husband.  She did not speak English very well.  They all looked at my work and then she commented to me but I did not understand her.  Her husband then translated and said, “my wife says you are a man with a deep appreciation and wonder for the Earth.  I can see it in your eyes”.  She then bent down to here daughter and spoke into her ear as she pointed up at my eyes and her daughter’s face gleamed with an incredible smile and big wide eyes.  They thanked me and went on their way.

Probably the finest compliment I have ever received in my entire photographic career not to mention in my life.   They were truly genuine people, and where ever you folks may be – Thank You, from the bottom of my heart.  You made my day and validated the importance of my work and reverence for the Earth.

Today a young visitor to my Sunday exhibit walked up to one of the photos, and while under the salvo of commands from her mother not to touch the photos, she points to where I had signed the mat and calls out to her sister and mother – “Look! The author’s name is there”.

I found that to be a very austere observation on her art. Every photographer is an author writing with light rather than ink a story of time, a statement of purpose, or a record of history that will never repeat again, ever.

Anything that you have acquired in your life up until this moment in the way of knowledge or skills or accumulated as material wealth that is not of some benefit to the Earth and those that live on it, though hard won through time and struggle, has all been in vain.

When the lies of the liars are believed to be truth then the truths of the truthful will be taken as lies. Beware!

What a mercy it is to eat with the company of others. Truly a blessing in disguise.

We were created with our eyes looking forward, looking into the future, not to sides to dwell where we are nor behind to live in the past.