Saturday, June 10, 2017

June 10, 2017

June 10, 2017

    It has been awhile since the last post as a lot has happened in the last months, more that I will elaborate on. For those of you who look forward to my offerings - my apologies.

    To see images full screen click on any photo.


    All comments are mine.

    All images in this post are taken by Lee White, my wife, and myself. Lee kept on asking me for my camera as we toured Dale Chihuly's show at the Bronx Botanical Gardens taken a few weeks ago in New York City.  In the mix it is too hard to separate what belongs to who, so we both lay claim to the photos in this project. Lee is becoming quite an artist not only with photography but with watercolor paintings as well. Much applause from me to her accomplishments.


    A week ago we put the photos in this post on the walls of St. Patrick's Episcopal Church in Brewer Maine. They are a celebration of Pentecost, the coming of God's Spirit according to the new Testament. They are images of the Master Glass Artist who placed these holders of  her Beauty in our hearts.

   The premise of our interpretation of his work is that we are vessels for the Gifts of our Creator and that we can visualize these Gifts perhaps by seeing them as holders of wonder placed in our hearts, the container we all have. 

   The description of this offering on the walls of St. Patrick's is at the end of the images.


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"We are all vessels 
for the Beautiful Face of God"

- Holding the Gifts of the Spirit -

Photography by
Lee F. White
and
Bill Lagerstrom







All beauty is metaphor 
for the truth of what is inside everyone.
Our task in life is to find and see 
the beautiful creation we are.
















    Spirit of the Living God
    Fall again on me.
    Melt me, mold me, fill me, use me.
    Spirit of the Living God,
    Fall again on me.

 Melt me, mold me, fill me, use me.
       Spirit of the Living God,
       Be here in me again.


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Everything we see is Gift.
Everything is given its innate beauty
by the Creator's Spirit

I will go anyplace on earth
just to see your Face.


   An example of many of the works displayed at the Botanical Gardens both indoors and outdoors.
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- Pentecost –

  Keeping the center of ourself empty, the Spirit can enter and heal.

   We are vessels made by God of the finest of materials designed to hold the Gifts of God's Spirit revealed in all their beauty. Freely given and freely accepted they become who we are, who we present ourselves to truly be.

   Once we recognize our own wondrous being as having the Image of God fully implanted in us, we will be able to see others imbued with the same presence of the Spirit, flowing in and through everyone we come in contact with.

   As we sail our vessel laden with the Spirit's gifts on the seas of life and we meet others who carry their cargo of the treasures they received, community will naturally form in a single boat holding our collective beauty. We will journey with the sure knowledge of who we have become and show ourselves without ego to any who are attracted by our open hearts, welcoming them to sail with us on life's waters.

   The many Gifts of the Spirit are what we share with each other as we travel together as friends and as children of God bonded in loving, always growing relationships..

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   The images of the walls of St. Patrick's this Pentecost are offered by Bill Lagerstrom and Lee White taken of several creations by Dale Chihuly, an artist who works exclusively in glass. They are from his huge show at the New York Botanical Gardens in New York City during April 2017.

    In the coming weeks allow yourself to let the beauty within to reverberate with the images presented.

 

   "Breathtaking works of art that dazzle with color, light, and form.” As are we all.



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Some humor:


Signs of the Times.

Peace,

    Bill Lagerstrom

   







Monday, April 3, 2017

April 4, 2017

April 4, 2017

   All images are mine unless otherwise noted.

   To see photos full screen click on any image.

     I'm Tired of winter this year and still several days of light snow for the last two weeks. Plus I have a miserable cold but that is getting better. Rather than show images taken in the last few weeks I took a look at photos taken last Summer in the Southwest, Nevada, Utah and Arizona at Monument Valley, Grand Canyon and a flowering cactus somewhere in the vast desert lands we saw for a month. These photos are for me a respite from the weather and feeling bad. 

   Here is something truly lovely to listen to while viewing this post. It is called "Ancient Love."

       https://app.box.com/s/el2zd844aaz1arbocxq2





Early morning and the sun kisses
the tips of the mesas and plateaus in the Grand Canyon.



A few minutes later the scene changes
this is the way of the land wherever one is.
Keep both eyes open to the Light,
the rewards are wonderful gifts from God.


As the morning brightens all life wakens to greet the new day.
Even long expired trees have enough life 
to turn and meet the Source of all that is.


Soon early risers come to the Canyon rim .....


and here is the sight that welcomes their day.


When you see a place that overwhelms the senses,
jars the heart bringing tears to one's eyes,
memory will never forget the things that Creation offered.


Let's go for a short walk.
From here to Phantom Ranch in the Canyons bottom
is about 10 miles down, and a seeming lifetime to climb back up
on the Bright Angel Trail..
The Rim Trail goes many miles and then some.


Yes, we take memories away from the Canyon,
and we also leave our image on the rocks for as long
as they remain in a two way dialog between us. 

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Memories in the making.


It does rain in the desert environs usually in the distance.
What more can one ask for?


Dusk arrives announcing the end of this day.
The Song of the Canyon never ceases to amaze this viewer.
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The cacti were blooming during the entire month we were there.


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Some humor:



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Thursday, March 23, 2017

March 24, 2017

March 24, 2017

All photos are mine unless otherwise noted.

To see images full screen click on any photo.

   All images in this post have photography as the first step in developing what is presented here in a more painterly way. Take a break from the new national sport of politics and spend a few minutes seeing the real beauty of what is around us waiting to be enjoyed. Better yet get out and have a walk among nature wherever you can find it. God did not create all the hubbub that seems to constantly vie for our attention. See what is happening in the present moment of the gifts being offered to soothe our ruffled nerves.

   Here is a beautiful blog I discovered last night that has many poems and great quotes from people who have for the most part learned to live their lives in the "Now." It opens in this link with a nature poem by Denise Levertov -

http://beautywelove.blogspot.com/search/label/Denise%20Levertov

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The political nature of trees


The non-political nature of the Buddha


Some trees have a middle of the road nature


Some trees just enjoy being trees


Other trees find the way to their inner self

So ......


Take five long breaths and enjoy simply breathing.

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   All the images with the exception of the Buddha were taken in this last week.



All rocks and growth in the forest have a story -
A song to sing just for for the one engaged with their true self. 
The woods also ask for your song in return.
What song do you want to sing in the Gardens of Creation?


Winter has many colors which can easily be overlooked,
so casual wandering in Love's Gardens
can be easily improved to enter into relationship 
with our Creator, the Great Mother.


This rock marks the beginning of a wondrous journey
that can take us to places unexpected -
Grace does not come with any labels.


Like any journey a first step is the beginning of the journey.
Look the the crest of the wave just beginning to break
on its way to a full crashing leap into the "New."


Winter grass combed by the wind.

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Just a picture I like.

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Some humor:

    


Peace until next post,

    Bill Lagerstrom