Saturday, December 7, 2013

December 9, 2013

December 9, 2013

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   In the American Wing of the Metropolitan Museum of Art the following bronze by Harriet Whitney Frishmuth created in 1923 caught the unrepressed joy of a woman who just caught sight of the statue. She was alone and what emerged was a connection without any embarrassment or restriction on the moment at hand. This is a teaching moment for me and perhaps I was one of maybe a few to see and to appreciate the event.

 (The slow shutter speed and telephoto lens needed to capture this moment caused the woman in the image to show motion blur. An immaterial note to the moment.) 






- Being Alive -

In our youth we spoke with life
in order to know Beauty everywhere.
In our body we brought forth all that was needed
to grow the seeds planted there.
When our heart spoke it was to teach the lessons
of the unbounded joy of being alive.

The voices of our creative soul still echo
in the halls of passion and memory –
If we leave the doors to all the rooms
of our joyous creativity open,
the courage to listen to the message they hold
will free that which wants, needs to be born,
and reborn into the freshness of each new day.

                                                                    Bill Lagerstrom,  This morning,  2013  

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If necessary, the wings of the heart
will pull your true self to the surface, 
where, when taking flight
the world can be seen differently,
perhaps for the first time.

(A store window on east 50th. Street, NYC )



In an attempt to find the spiritual qualities of a busy city,
I saw the cars on Queens Boulevard dancing
to the energy of Beauty's presence.
Where there is beauty, God must be present

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Chinatown, NYC, perhaps one of the busiest streets in Manhattan.
If it can be eaten and it comes from the sea it can be found here. 
The crowds are behind me as I shot this photo.


   My daughter Bridget and myself went to a restaurant in Chinatown reccommended by a friend of hers who lived in the area and found some of the best Chinese food I have ever had. For most of lunch we were the only non-Chinese in the restaurant. We started with "Soup Dumplings" which look something like a huge Hershy's Kiss. The idea is that you put a dumpling on a soup spoon, pinch a small hole in its side which releases soup into the spoon - then eat the dumpling followed by the soup which was hidden inside. (Photo taken at lunch.)

Since I made a mess of it I offer the following as a way of amends to Bridget. (XLB appears to be code or Chinese for Soup Dumpling.)

How To Eat
It's not immediately obvious how to consume an XLB without burning yourself or sending hot soup cascading down your blouse or tie or naked chest (depending on how formal the restaurant you're eating at is). Here's how to do it:
Grab. Using chopsticks or your fingertips, gently lift the dumpling off of its cabbage (or parchment paper) liner and gently place it upon a soup spoon. Some restaurant provide tiny tongs for doing this. I find them to be too rough on the delicate skins. I use my fingers.
Nibble. Find an especially appetizing portion of the stretched out skin and gently nibble a tiny, tiny hole in it while your lips are firmly ensconced around the opening-to-be. More advanced eaters paired with exceptionally thin-skinned Xiao Long Bao may find nibble to be completely superfluous and that merely sucking (see next step) is sufficient to release the glorious juices from within.
Suck. Hot soup should immediately being pouring into your mouth. Carefully suck at the hole tilting the spoon as you go so that every last drop of precious liquid is slurped away. Alternatively, leave just a little bit to make the rest of the filling extra-juicy. If you are a true expert, you'll be able to do this while simultaneously sucking in just a bit of air to cool the hot liquid as it enters your mouth. If you're not yet at this stage, you may need to allow the dumplings to rest just a moment before proceeding.
Dip. If you are so inclined, you can at this point dip the remainder of the dumpling in a bit of the black vinegar that they should have been served with.
Bite. Go in for a bigger bite. If the XLB are dainty, you can eat the entire remainder in one go. Larger ones can be eaten in a couple of bites.
Swallow. And savor. Repeat until satisfied.


  Soup dumplings photo from the Web.


A soup spoon


And a Dentist's Office in Chinatown

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(How to look at some Modern Art in a museum with a recorded tour.)

   Peace until next week,

                              Bill Lagerstrom










Wednesday, December 4, 2013

December 5, 2013

December 5, 2013

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   I have been posting photos of NYC for three weeks now and will bring more in the future as I have found a new interest in people as subjects, along with all the background and foreground that comes with that territory. However I was reminded that images of Maine and nature have a more spiritual aspect to them, that photos of New York were in themselves vibrant and alive with energy, but, and I agree, it is difficult to find the spiritual in the busyness and rush of everyday life in large cities. 

   So I send an second post this week of photos shot last Friday in Acadia National Park which is a sort of return to the roots of this blog. It is easier to see God and the Spirit of Creation and Creativity in Nature than anywhere else for me. When in natural surroundings I am usually unaware of time constraints and the need to be somewhere, or to do something. This is one of the great benefits of living in the State of Maine, I can practice "Standing Meditation" whenever I am in the presence of "She Who Is Nature."

   It is Winter now in Maine, the land is covered in the Season's clothes .....

    Here is a short meditation for those times that can be a centering on what is really important in wild places.   (Semi-wild?) 

                   A Short Meditation for Standing In Nature


   We simply stand straight and we watch what is in front of us. We are not concerned with distractions, with all the thoughts that occupy our mind. We just stand—alone, by ourselves, our only reference is our sight, what is in front of us. Our breathing, our concentration, and what we see. That’s all we have.

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                        - What Was, What Is  –

Look at me ….
Once I was beautiful and handsome.
All who saw me said so.

Now, lying in the bed of my Winter,
Leaves detached from branches bondage –
My glory, green, red and yellow, has faded to brown.

I now see my truth;
The One who loved me all along in my lifespan,
Sees my heart uncovered –
And tells me of my real worth.

                                                    Bill Lagerstrom, 2005











At days end, it is still not time to go home ...
This last view of Natures Splendor is Home,
a reminder to stop often in the rush of life
and "See" with the eyes of the heart.

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A Seasonal Cartoon - What to do in the dark days of Winter -



Peace and Serenity,

         Bill Lagerstrom















Monday, December 2, 2013

December 2, 2013

December 2, 2013

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    My recent trip to NYC has left me with a lot of images and a different viewpoint on the city I lived in for so many years. I felt as if I was a strange kind of tourist, one who knew the city almost completely, and yet saw some things through different eyes - during my visit and in hindsight. I think establishing myself once again with photography after a hiatus of thirty years has brought a creative insight to the conscious surface in a much different way. No longer rushing in the intensity of New York after eight years now in Maine has given me a calmer and more insightful look into what was and is in front of me at any given moment. This week's images reflect some of the difference in my inner creative eyes to a degree. It is truly a subjective sightline and I don't have the words to express those things of the heart that are not at all about words. Perhaps something can be conveyed through the photographs.

Photos are from November 8, 2013 - 




    Creativity rising is for me part of the Sacred Presence that lives in my core and unless acknowleged can easily be covered up by busyness and a constant "doing" rather than learning how to be with the moment. Here is a quote from Gai Eaton:

   "When the Sacred is banished from sight, so is the human; so too is all that is 
natural and God given. We are left finally with only a shell."

   There are still pockets of the Sacred in NYC as the photo of St. Patrick's Cathedral against a major hotel shows. Developers would have a building in place of the cathedral if they could get the land. 



    The Central Park Zoo recently let the public see their two newest additions, two snow leopard cubs. Here is mom and one cub. 

    From the web:
"There are approximately 600 snow leopards living in accredited zoos worldwide including approximately 250 in American zoos. Suitable mates are selected under the guidance of the Species Survival Plan for snow leopards.
The American Zoo and Aquarium Association’s Species Survival Plan program was initiated in 1981, and includes a plan for snow leopards. Under this program, zoos cooperate to manage individual animals as a single population. While this program will ensure that snow leopards do not become extinct, reintroducing snow leopards into their natural habitat is not a viable option at this time. We need more information about their status in the wild. Their habitat must be preserved. We must work on the problems of conflicts between people and wildlife."



A scene in Little Italy in Manhattan.
I leave it to your imagination to describe what is happening here.


Diversity is the hallmark of NYC -
this scene is from Roosevelt Avenue in the Bourough of Queens. 


Not all is busyness in NYC.
Bridget and Rocky walking in Forest Hills, Queens.
A print of Rocky's profile in the Novenber 15th. blog post won 
an honorable mention in a local photo club competition a week ago. 
A now very famous dog!


- Love in the air -
Central Park Zoo


   I have several favorite places in NYC, this is Ten Ren Tea, a shop in China Town that has only teas from Taiwan that are among the best available anywhere. They are on line and I reccomend their fourth grade dark Oolong which is also fairly reasonably priced. A pound will make 125-150 cups of tea and the leaves can easily be used for 2-3 infusions without losing quality.

Here is their site:  http://www.tenren.com/

   Also the site for Upton Tea, a mail order business that has over 400 loose teas in their catalog. I occasionally use their paper catalog (available for the asking) as a meditation experience - odd to be sure - but satisfying.


   A long adress so just click on the above to go to their site.

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   A little NYC Subway humor:

   Until next week,

                   Peace,  Bill Lagerstrom