|Vincent Van Gogh - Wheatfields with Reaper at Sunrise|
|Mosaic on stone wall somewhere near Marval|
|Sunflowers & Wheat - Feuillade|
|Fading tournesol - near St. Estephe|
|Sunflowers - Charras|
|"The Wound is the place where the light enters you" - Rumi|
|Golden spools of hay - Charras|
|Silver Threads & Golden Needles|
Sauna days & hot sticky blue-black nights; wood doves calling (though never complaining). Hard to believe in June the cows were knee deep in lush grasses, standing water. Now the bone dry fields look like they've had a crewcut, hay spun into golden spools; hawks in attendance waiting for the slip of a careless mouse. This thought crosses my mind: how could anyone be sad living next to a field of sunflowers?" Later biking home, I see the sunflowers drooping and fading. Alors, a tiny bleeding edge of sorrow, like a razor cut.
A Haiku from my brother Mark
|"Our Dreams Explain Us"|
"Poetry is the past which breaks out into our hearts." Rilke
There are so many ways to enter the divine -- light is just one of them, breathing is another; poetry, meditation, bells, Kirtan chants, birdsong, Beehive Flowers, painting, Sufi whirling, Pavarotti, Sigur Ros, the color Indigo, the scent of a rose, une bouteille de vin de Bordeaux 2009, deux verres and Beauty, Beauty, Beauty.
|The Soul of a Rose - John William Waterhouse, 1908|
And let's not forget TAROT...
Below, a mural on the wall of the Maisons des Associations, where they still play Jeu de Tarot. Hiking on the Voie Verte (old railway line) one fine summer's day, I saw a small sign exclaiming "Tarot Ce Soir" on the way into the obscure little village of St. Germain de Montbron. Oh how thrilled I was, rushing in like Madame Blavatsky thinking I'd uncovered another chapter for "The Secret Doctrine!" Tant pis... instead, a group of garrulous, old Frenchmen, drinking tumblers of amber colored Pinaud, playing Jeu de Tarot. They were happy for me to join them, but I didn't really know les regles (the rules), though I managed to take a tumble(r).
|Tarot cards from a deck intended for games, not divination - 15th c.|
|Mural - Club de Tarot - St. Germain de Montbron|
or the world. People
|Sunrise by the stone table - Chateau de Charras|