Organic Light Pan

In A Hole

Mother Earth ceases to amaze me with the visual allegories she serves up.  If we are in tune to seeing them we could find them everywhere.  On seeing these small pebbles trapped in these holes in Tafoni sandstone I thought how many of us feel like we are in a hole?  Overwhelmed by the state of affairs we find ourselves in, we feel trapped with no way to get out of the hole.  Unable to see over the rim of the hole that traps us we fail to realize that others are probably in a hole was well.

Navigating through life without falling into a hole or two is unheard of as the journey is riddled with them.  But like any trial that we endure in life, falling into a hole is not permanent, we will eventually climb out.

At some time in life everyone will have come across the feeling of being left out, alone, or not part of the “in crowd”.  As social creatures it is natural to want to be a member of a group.  Membership has it privileges but it also has its casualties.  What if the group you happen to fall into has a modus operandi that goes against your grain?  What if the group sees itself as perfect and everyone else full of fault?  What if following the group forces you to compromise your principles?  Where does that leave you?  Alone.

Outcast

Alone takes courage.  Alone requires fortitude.  Alone demands resolve and patience.  Above all, it is a station that is not for the faint of heart.  Difficulties abound in life no matter what buttrying to navigate it alone brings additional dangers.  Just like the stray lamb gets eaten by a wolf, our Enemy seeks out the person who is alone and confounds, deludes and consumes him.  Be careful, of finding yourself alone.  The outcast rarely will outlast.

Just some food for thought.

At times, especially in the face of tribulation or calamity, we all find ourselves with feelings of incapacity.  The inability to do something or move forward with plans in spite of the desire to do so is frustrating.  At other times sloth or laziness is out ailment leaving us with the means to achieve a goal and not exhibiting the desire to do so brings on depression. 

Broken

In either case, something feels broken.  You can see where you want to be. You can see your goal ahead of you but you just can’t seem to reach it.  Its like standing on a path broken by a fissure that is too wide to cross on foot.

I have been feeling this way lately.  I know my goal, but I just can’t seem to achieve it.  At times I feel incapacity while at other times sloth.    My fissure is not totally impassable, it just requires additional effort and maybe some ‘out-of-the-box’ thinking to find a way across.

A few weeks ago I found myself immersed in light and form for about forty minutes where many of the feelings I had trouble expressing suddenly appeared to me among small pebbles and sandstone.  ‘Broken’ was the first and it has helped me pass over the fissure in my way.  I will share several more photographs from that evening in the days to come.

I would be interested in hearing if you ever found the answer in the sublimity of nature to a problem that puzzled you or hindered your progress.