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"AUTUMN" - Challenge 186.0 - October 2019
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From a birds capture of mine.
Location: -外苑- The Outer Garden "Auspicious Sign-吉祥椿壽"
(Please teleport from signboard)
by bisou Dexler
Eye on what I'm after
I don't need another friend
Nod and watch your lips move
If you need me to pretend
Because clever got me this far
Then tricky got me in
I'll take just what I came for
Then I'm out the door again
Lie to get what I came for
Lie to get what I need now
Lie to get what I'm craving
Lie and smile to get what's mine
Give this to me
Mine, mine, mine
Take what's mine
Mine, mine, mine
Take what's mine
Mine, mine, mine
The last week of February 2022, to me, was one of the darkest weeks in our collective world history.
On top of all the existing problems, critical issues, and pressing challenges the world is already facing, a completely unnecessary and avoidable war in Eastern Europe erupted. This event and the resulting humanitarian toll are complete anathema to me.
I am angry about the absurdity. I am concerned for my friends and contacts in Europe. I am stressed about the uncertainty of what might or might not occur in the short-term and long-term with the aggressor. I also feel useless and powerless to do anything to counter this...but I am heartened by the resolve and determination of the Ukrainians.
On Saturday morning, after all the terrible news that very few of us could ignore, I woke up to this scene from the balcony of my home in Seattle -- an auspicious dawn featuring Mount Rainier on the horizon. I can only hope to take the occurrence as something positive.
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Auspicious Symbols in Buddhism (A Bug Comes insight) - Taken on my deck
Tibetan Buddhists make use of a particular set of EIGHT auspicious symbols, ashtamangala, in household and public art. Some common interpretations are given along with each symbol although different teachers may give different interpretations:
佛門八寶，又稱八吉祥，藏語稱「扎西達傑」( 藏文：བཀྲ་ཤིས་རྟགས་བརྒྱད，威利：bkra shis rtags brgyad，THL：Zhaxi Dag'gyä，是佛教中象徵吉祥的、圓滿、幸福八件法物
From left to right: 3 of 8 shown here (3個8吉祥符號顯示在這裡，從左到右)
*Dhvaja (寶傘，華蓋) - The symbol represents the Buddha's victory over the four māras, or hindrances in the path of enlightenment.
*Endless Knot (盤長，也叫吉祥結) - a symbol of the ultimate unity of everything.
*Treasure Vase (寶瓶) - symbolizes the Buddha's infinite quality of teaching the dharma: no matter how many teachings he shared, the treasure never lessened.
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I’ve reached for a million bananas from this bowl, but on this morning alone a tiny temple of light appeared in the middle of the hand. It felt auspicious.
This person is one of my Muslim student who is praying on the occasion of Eid Mubarak.
With divine joy in my heart and a big smile on my face, I am sending you Eid-ul-Fitr wishes. May the Lord help us all be kind and virtuous. Eid Mubarak.
Ramadan is the ninth month of the Islamic calendar and is a holy month of fasting and considered auspicious. It is celebrated as the month during which Prophet Muhammad received the initial revelations of what became the Quran, from God. Muslims fast from dawn to dusk each day during Ramadan to purify the soul and have empathy towards the less privileged. They offer prayers and encourage charity. Ramadan teaches self-control and self-reflection. Eid al-Fitr is celebrated marking the end of the month of Ramadan.
This Eid, let us plead for the well-being of our earth and lead with integrity.
Chandra Mahal is one of the oldest buildings in the City Palace complex. It has seven floors, a number considered auspicious by Rajput rulers. The first two floors consist of the Sukh Niwas (the house of pleasure), followed by the Rang Mahal (alternatively called Shobha Niwas) with coloured glasswork, then Chhavi Niwas with its blue and white decorations. The last two floors are the Shri Niwas, and Mukut Mandir which is literally the crowning pavilion of this palace. The Mukut Mandir, with a bangaldar roof, has the royal standard of Jaipur hoisted at all times, as well as a quarter flag (underscoring the Sawai in the title) when the Maharaja is in residence.
There is an anecdote narrated about the 'one and quarter flag', which is the insignia flag of the Maharajas of Jaipur. Emperor Aurangzeb who attended the wedding of Jai Singh, shook hands with the young groom and wished him well on his marriage. On this occasion, Jai Singh made an irreverent remark to the Emperor stating that the way he had shaken hands with him made it incumbent on the Emperor to protect him (Jai Singh) and his kingdom. Aurangzeb, instead of responding in indignation at the quip, felt pleased and conferred on the young Jai Singh the title of 'Sawai', which means "one and a quarter". Since then the Maharajas have pre-fixed their names with this title. During residence there, they also fly a one and a quarter size flag atop their buildings and palaces.
An auspicious sign for the New Year found on the beach today
“Run my dear,
From anything
That may not strengthen
Your precious budding wings.” ― Hāfez
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Captured from the Miesenstock (1895m), Switzerland
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Well then! When the Park screws up your campsite reservation, you wind up where you really didn't want to be in the first place, and the weather gods are being fickle, it's not an auspicious start to a trip far from home. I shot this image the day after we arrived and just before the rain started in earnest (I added just a little drama to reflect my mood of the day). We had to pack up again in rain under a big tarp the next morning but after that, the weather gods took pity on us, the sun came out, and we slept under a very chilly clear sky on heated mattresses. Did I mention that having access to electricity while camping is awesome?
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Explore #112 12/12/12 (Auspicious numbers here)
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On this auspicious night, I shared the shoreline with a Heron. The sunset was remarkable, but this more intimate moment was also attracting my attention. When the Heron turned to look toward the diagonal lines, that is when the shutter went, "click".
There are very few colors in this image. And, about 40% of the shot lay in silhouette. The few colors tend to mingle and blend, helping to convey the calm nature of the moment. Just the two of us to enjoy the moment, and what a moment it was.
This photograph photographed 'Kumade' to say in Japanese. In Japan, kumade is sometimes put up as an auspicious object for prosperous business in the sense of 'kakiatsumeru' (collecting) luck or economic fortune. Have a good day :)
It wasn’t exactly the most auspicious of starts to the day I was going to end on a bus heading into the Sinai Desert under the stars. After several days of what I’m going to euphemistically refer to as a galloping case of the Pharaoh's Revenge, I wasn’t at all certain about my plans for later. For a moment, imagine you’re a fly on the wall of our apartment, and you might see the pair of us sitting on the bed, needles in our arms and drip bags taped to the wall above our heads. I was on a glucose concoction, Ali was being topped up with saline. Sweet and savoury - a bit like us. I’d already told the doctor I was feeling much better today, although I hadn’t eaten for twenty-four hours and had missed breakfast in my search for medical assistance for Ali, who was still feeling a bit pale and wan. But he offered to take my blood pressure anyway, and then went pale himself when it was even lower than Ali’s. But one thing he said stayed in my mind - there was no medical reason for me not to go on the trip later. “But you must eat,” he said as he left us. I would have done so if I hadn’t been chasing about looking for him during the morning sitting.
I asked Ali at least four times. By now it was too late for a refund, but it wasn't a huge amount of money and there was still time to rebook that trip for the middle of the week. But she was insistent. Maybe she’d taken out a policy that I wasn’t aware of and was hoping to pay for another twenty years of holidays in the event of my demise later on. She wasn’t feeling great, but she promised she’d still be alive when I returned from Mount Sinai the next afternoon. Whether I would be or not remained a question yet to be answered. But despite the ravages of the last few days, I was feeling strong - and this was one of those once in a lifetime opportunities that I didn’t want to miss. So after receiving her reassurances for a fifth time, I decided I would get on that bus tonight. What could possibly go wrong? We went to lunch as the doctor prescribed, and ignored all of the exciting fare in favour of boiled rice and sauteed vegetables. Delicious. I might stress at this point of the story that Ali never had the slightest intention of going. While she would have enjoyed the hike, the prospect of a long bus journey had put her off the idea of joining me, regardless of how she may or may not feel.
Later, after a similarly dull carb laden calorie building supper, I boarded a large comfortable looking coach. “There’s a toilet at the rear,” announced the tour guide. Nobody could find it. Perhaps he meant a hundred and sixty miles past the back of the bus at the hotel. Thankfully the troubles that had dogged me since Wednesday were now a thing of the past. Any hopes of being able to spread out in my double seat were quickly dashed when we pulled up at a service station just outside the city. As the door opened, a stream of young fit looking people climbed aboard, filling every available seat. In the row in front of me, a Polish couple set up camp, her continentally beautiful, dark and sulky, glaring at me for daring to adjust the curtain. Him short and sallow, wearing sunglasses throughout the night, head completely shaven and decorated in a sprawling black web of tattoos. His seat tilted backwards, swallowing the space in front of their compatriot sitting next to me, while I was treated to a long journey with his slumbering bald head uncomfortably close to my face. As if I needed reminding that this really was an adventure for younger types than me. When we arrived later, they chain smoked all the way up the mountain and down again as if cigarettes were going out of fashion. She pouted in between puffs with a sang-froid that wouldn’t have looked out of place on the face of a supermodel who’d just had her contract with Christian Dior cancelled.
Minutes after filling the bus we passed through the first of several police checkpoints, an official marching down the aisle checking passports. Happily, everyone seemed to have remembered to bring them. The tour guide had collected photocopies of them all, inexplicably handing me one of the three he’d made at our hotel. It wasn’t even mine. I passed it to its equally confused looking owner. The purpose of the exercise never was clear. We waited for a police escort to take us across the desert and into the mountains. I tried to sleep, my head juddering against the softly vibrating window pane. Maybe I managed half an hour where my thoughts were lost to the shifting shapes that inhabit the edges of dreams, but that was about as close as I got to going under. At least I wasn’t suffering with my earlier complaint anymore.
Five and a half gruelling hours after getting onto the bus, and two hundred and seventy kilometres from the border checkpoint, we crept along the last stretch of tarmac into St Katherine’s and parked near the monastery, where our cheerful driver grinned and flexed his bicep in solidarity as I descended into the small hours at the base of Mount Sinai. We were told he’d driven this route no less than six hundred times over the years, depositing thousands of adventurous tourists onto the trail, but here was where his journey ended. For me, the young Polish couple and the other fifty odd souls on the bus, this was just the start of our own adventure. For the next few hours, this group of people from all over the world, thrown together by fate, were my new tribe. “Group Zachariah,” named after the tour guide who'd brought us here and now handed us into the care of three wiry young Bedouins who would lead us up the mountain. ”Group Zachariah!” we would hear their cries bouncing over the dark mountain walls. “Group Zachariah!” those of us who still had sufficient energy would chime in response to let them know we weren't dead yet. Perhaps this is how religions start. Maybe one day in the distant future, pilgrims will read this nonsense and hike up the mountain looking for the lost tribe of Zachariah. But they should know here that, while Moses may well have spent forty days and forty nights in deep thought on the summit, Zachariah kipped on the coach with the driver while his tribe followed the guides up the mountain and into the darkest depths of night.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
Acquainted With The Night by Robert Frost
Red and orange are considered auspicious color. The shape of mandarin oranges and lime symbolises good luck.
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Location : The Outer Garden Auspicious Sign
This morning was an auspicious start to my summer vacation. More wilson's warblers have arrived and there are still many orange-crowned and yellow-rumped ones, plus an odd townsend warbler. The lesser goldfinches were back along with the bigger ones. All of them, plus the usual suspects, filled up the bird baths, and I was able to photograph one of my most elusive neighbors, the warbling vireo. They are a fairly common summer resident, but they mostly stick to the canopy, and even when they come down for baths they do so on the wing, flycatcher style. For that reason I think I've only ever posted three photos of them, none of which were entirely satisfactory. All-in-all, it was an extravagant morning of backyard birdwatching. Warbling vireo, backyard Olympia.
November is auspicious in so many parts of the country:
the rice harvest is already in,
the weather starts to cool,
and the festive glow which precedes Christmas
has begun to brighten the landscape.
~ F. Sionil Jose ~
The start of an early fishing trip out of Pigeon Point on the island of Tobago, Trinidad and Tobago.
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Red and orange are considered auspicious color. The shape of mandarin oranges and lime symbolises good luck.
Detail of sculpture representing the auspicious symbol Ru-yi
made from recycled elevator cable by Kang Muxian from Taiwan. Interesting website where you can see what it looks like whole; there's a photo of the artist where he looks like a model for one of the terracotta army in Xian.
www.widewalls.ch/artist/kang-mu-xiang/
There are two artworks displayed side by side on the quai in Montreux: one in copper, the other in steel.
Excerpt from www.mtr.com.hk/en/customer/community/art_archi_syp_inside...:
Art in station architecture
Artwork Title:
Inside, Outside
Artist Name:
Louise Soloway Chan (UK)
Artwork Location:
Sai Ying Pun Station - Entrance/ Exit B1 and B2 Lift Lobby Concourse
Form of Artwork:
Bas Relief Panel
Artwork Completion Date:
March 2015
Artist's Concept:
The vibrancy of street life in Sai Ying Pun combined with some of the area’s dramatic topography provide the inspiration for six painted bas reliefs, which depict vistas down major streets on its northern, southern, eastern and western aspects. The use of long perspectives draws the viewer into each scene, which are portrayed during the changing seasons. Summer is seen after a typhoon, autumn during the Mid-Autumn Festival, winter with warmly dressed pedestrians and Chinese New Year marked by the arrival of an auspicious trifoliate orange tree.
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