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They're fascinating at all growth stages, but I think these hosta leaves show best right at the end of their lives. Explore, December 10, 2008 #290
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Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why
Why can't we live together
Tell me why, tell me why
Why can't we live together
Everybody wants to live together
Why can't we be together
No more war, no more war, no more war
Just a little peace
No more war, no more war
All we want
Is some peace in this world
Everybody wants to live together
Why can't we be together
No matter, no matter what color
You are still my brother
I said no matter, no matter what color
You are still my brother
Everybody wants to live together
Why can't we be together...
Istanbul has a population speeding towards 20 million, its chaotic sprawl stretching from the fringe of Europe to deep into Asian Anatolia, the tide of humanity not only ebbs and flows it grapples, struggles and despite the body blows of urban gentrification it survives and does so often with humility.
For a street photographer, and am not really comfortable with the rank but I am a photographer and the streets do provide my subjects, Istanbul is a feracious playground.
I had been asked to help run a workshop for some visiting street photographers and had set out to scout some new locations, the old Khans of Istanbul provide excellent settings, you only have to watch the movies Taken and James Bond to recognize the potential, the ancient Caravansaries once served as bed and board for traders, the horses tethered in stables around a courtyard and the traveling salesmen would relax on the upper levels with whatever the Ottomans used prior to cable television.
These days the Khans are shops and ad-hoc workshops and as I wandered the upper most level of one a man stepped out of low arched doorway, his face blackened from the grime of his blacksmith forge, with his hands on his hips his stare unnerving, there are times though when you really cannot turn down an opportunity, I stopped and asked if I can take his picture, he seemed bemused I would want to do that but accepted, I shot, thanked him and moved on, he made one parting tongue in cheek comment of being African, possibly only then realizing why I had been so interested to photograph him.
Now normally it is about now the story would end, not quite, arriving home I edited the image and pleased with the result uploaded to my Facebook page, an hour or so later checking the notifications I noticed a new follower who had commented in Turkish, the translation said, “hey that’s me in the photograph” and sure enough it was. I am still not sure exactly how he found the image so quickly and can only assume the diligent use of appropriate hash tags connected me to Murat in this teaming teapot of a city of 20 million, he was very happy with the picture and very soon shared with his family and friends, I am taking him a print although finding the same workshop in the labyrinth will be a challenge.
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John Wreford is a freelance photographer based in Istanbul, Turkey.
The Golden Temple Amritsar India (Sri Harmandir Sahib Amritsar) has a unique Sikh architecture. Built at a level lower than the surrounding land level, The Gurudwara teaches the lesson of egalitarianism and humility. The four entrances of this holy shrine from all four directions, signify that people belonging to every walk of life are equally welcome.
The Golden Temple Amritsar India is not only a central religious place of the Sikhs, but also a symbol of human brotherhood and equality. Everybody, irrespective of cast, creed or race can seek spiritual solace and religious fulfilment without any hindrance. It also represents the distinct identity, glory and heritage of the Sikhs.
The name of the city derives from the name of the pool around the Golden Temple (aka Harmandir Sahib) and means "holy pool of nectar". It is the spiritual and cultural center of the Sikh religion, and they are rightfully very proud of the city and their very beautiful and unique Gurdwara (place of worship).
Visitors to the Golden Temple must remove their shoes and cover their heads before entering the temple.
Source : Wikipedia
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I love what Chuck Swindoll always says. That “God is not sometimes sovereign. He is always sovereign.” The challenge that awaits us is to not give in to despair…to not do foolish things, but to trust.
The key question that we all need to be asking right now is, “What is God saying to us?” I think He’s talking to the whole world. I think He’s telling us that our priorities have gotten misplaced. We need to dislodge those priorities and return to our heavenly Father. I think He’s calling us back to Himself. I do…I do.
Is this a signal of end times as some people are saying? I do not know. But I do know God is doing something in the world and He’s calling upon us. He’s talking to the whole world. And we are going to get through this. It may not be quick. It may not be easy. But God is going to use this for good.
Max Lucado
📍 Cachote, Sierra de Bahoruco Oriental
️ 23 de marzo de 2023
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Después de un día increíble —¡logramos fotografiar al chirrí de la Cordillera Central sin obstáculos!—, la noche nos llevó a la cocina de Ramón.
Una enramada ennegrecida por años de hollín, con un fogón de piedra en el centro.
La luz tenue de una lámpara LED y el fuego iluminaban la escena: al fondo, el hermano de Ramón, entre sombras, disfrutaba de un plato de guineos salcochados con huevos revueltos. Cena sencilla, pero llena de alma.
Cachote no tiene electricidad. Sus caminos de tierra se vuelven ríos cuando llueve. Pero allí, la paz se respira, y la energía brota de cada hoja, tronco y mirada.
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La gente de esta comunidad da más de lo que tiene, con una humildad que conmueve.
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📍 Cachote, Sierra de Bahoruco Oriental
️ March 23, 2023
After an incredible day — we managed to photograph the elusive chirrí of the Central Mountain Range with no obstructions! — the night led us to Ramón’s kitchen.
A rustic shelter, blackened by years of smoke from the stone firepit at its center.
Lit only by a small LED lamp and the flickering flames, we saw Ramón’s brother in the shadows, enjoying a simple but soulful dinner: boiled green bananas with scrambled eggs, which he had kindly prepared for us.
Cachote is a remote community with no electricity. Its dirt roads turn into rivers when it rains, making access nearly impossible.
Yet peace overflows here. Energy radiates from every leaf, tree, and patch of moss — but most of all, from the people. With humility, they give more than they have.
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in Cachote, Sierra de Bahoruco, Dominican Republic. The Sierra de Bahoruco National Park is known for its diverse ecosystems, ranging from dry to humid cloud forests, and is a popular destination for ecotourism and birdwatching.
Cachote is a village within the park, known for its cloud forest and rural, traditional lifestyle, with some residents still living without electricity. This image seems to capture a moment of everyday life in the remote and rugged environment of the region.
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So stick up ivy and the bays,
And then restore the heathen ways.
Green will remind you of the spring,
Though this great day denies the thing.
And mortifies the earth and all
But your wild revels, and loose hall.
Could you wear flowers, and roses strow
Blushing upon your breasts’ warm snow,
That very dress your lightness will
Rebuke, and wither at the ill.
The brightness of this day we owe
Not unto music, masque, nor show:
Nor gallant furniture, nor plate;
But to the manger’s mean estate.
His life while here, as well as birth,
Was but a check to pomp and mirth;
And all man’s greatness you may see
Condemned by His humility.
Then leave your open house and noise,
To welcome Him with holy joys,
And the poor shepherd’s watchfulness:
Whom light and hymns from heaven did bless.
What you abound with, cast abroad
To those that want, and ease your load.
Who empties thus, will bring more in;
But riot is both loss and sin.
Dress finely what comes not in sight,
And then you keep your Christmas right.
Henry Vaughan, "The True Christmas"
Lilies symbolize humility, devotion, virtue, friendship, and sympathy. Images of lilies have been dated as far back as 1580 BC at a villa in Crete. The Greeks thought it had sprouted from the milk of Hera, the queen of the gods. In Christianity, the white lily symbolizes Mary as the Queen of Angels and the Easter Lily represents Jesus having risen from the dead. Thus, they are often used at funerals to symbolize restored innocence and life after death.
I got my city right behind me, if I fall, they got me. Learn from that failure, gain humility and then we keep marching I said...
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"'Thank you' is the best prayer that anyone can say. I say that one a lot. It expresses gratitude, humility and understanding." - Alice Walker
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On this date, July 5, four hundred & seventy four years ago, the scholar, lawyer and Lord Chancellor of England , Sir Thomas More (1478-1535), spent his last day on Earth in a cell at the Tower of London. Condemned to death by King Henry VIII, he spent his final hours praying. His crime? His refusal to accept the Act of Supremacy, making Henry VIII Head of the Church of England.
A committed Catholic, he defied the King and chose God over man - his committment to his faith; which never once wavered - as can be witnessed through the beauty of the prayers he wrote as prisoner at the Tower.
Four hundred years after his death - his murder- in 1935, this great man was finally canonized.
In late 1999, Stephen B Whatley was commissioned to create 30 paintings for the Tower of London; a mammoth and exhilerating undertaking that he fulfilled in 2000.
Amongst the depictions of the Tower's history that he created through his vibrant Expressionism, was a new interpretation of a portrait of the late statesman Sir Thomas More. The famous portrait for which More sat in 1512 by Hans Holbein the Younger is now in the Frick Collection in New York, USA; while the almost identical portrait, painted the same year, by an 'unknown artist' belongs to Britain's National Portrait Gallery.
Stephen B Whatley travelled to Montecute House, Somerset, where this portrait and much of the Tudor Collection belonging to the National Portrait Gallery hangs- and was moved to be able to make charcoal drawings and graphite studies ( some of which can be seen on this site) , inches away from the surface of this painting, made in More's lifetime. The artist felt such a privilege to be able to capture the essence, to feel close to the subject.
The drawings then became the inspiration for a portrait in oils which along with the rest of the series hangs in The Tower of London. The public can see all the paintings reproduced permanently throughout the public Walkway that leads to the Tower.
The paintings have aroused interest in limited edition prints; and in April 2009, the Roman Catholic Church of St Thomas More, in Eastcote, Middlesex, UK acquired a special print of Stephen B Whatley's portrait of Thomas More - which they asked him to come to unveil and talk at their special concert and celebration of the Feast Day of Thomas More; staged last Sunday, June 27, 2009 (at which this shot was captured by Parish Secretary Helen Howley)
"...this was one of the most humbling honours for me - quite overwhelming - as on arrival I found that the concert was to be staged before the altar in the contemporary church. My print, framed by the church and veiled was set just in front of the Crucifix. I had decided to speak from my heart, no notes - and to the beautiful strains of Bach, Mozart and Schuman - my eyes were fixed on the Cross, in prayer - for strength.
The Parish Priest, Fr John Deehan paid a very warm tribute to me and my work in a touchingly detailed introduction; before I was invited to come forward and step up to perform the unveiling. Standing there the congregation seemed more vast - and there was an audible intake of breath as the green shroud was removed; and the dedicated print revealed- strikingly mounted and framed. It truly seemed to glow.
Then from the lecturn, I spoke a little about the art world, my survival in it; and that my journey has been one with God - not some huge marketing machine. That my successes have come through deep prayer; alongside a lot of hard work.
Touching on that I had, like most, have suffered in my life, I mentioned that I had often remarked that "Art has saved my life" there , 'in the shadow' of this great Crucifix, I realised that more importantly that it is my deep faith in Christ that has saved my life. Amongst the sea of faces I could see moist eyes glinting and with a quite rapturous applause, my head was hung very low - in humility."
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Humility, Cunning, God
"Drui-en gives us the opportunity to glimpse the beauty of God or Goddess in everything. Its lesson is that "small is beautiful" and that self-realization does not rest on grandeur or apparent power , but on humility, on kindness, on subtlety. ... Of all the birds revered by the Druids, the wren is considered the most sacred Dryw means both druid and wren."
Scricciolo
Umiltà, Astuzia, Dio
"Drui-en ci dà l'opportunità di dare un'occhiata alla bellezza di Dio o della Dea in ogni cosa. La sua lezione è che "piccolo è bello" e che la realizzazione del sé non si appoggia sulla grandiosità o sul potere apparente, ma sull'umiltà, sulla gentilezza, sulla sottigliezza. ... Di tutti gli uccelli riveriti dai Druidi, lo scricciolo è considerato il più sacro. In Irlanda era chiamato il Drui-en, o l'Uccello Druido; nel galles la parola Dryw significa sia druido che scricciolo."
Testo tratto da L'oracolo dei Druidi. Lavorare con gli Animali Sacri della Tradizione Celtica. Text taken from The Oracle of the Druids. Working with the Sacred Animals of the Celtic Tradition.
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UMBERTO SABA
Spesso, per ritornare alla mia casa
prendo un'oscura via di città vecchia.
Giallo in qualche pozzanghera si specchia
qualche fanale, e affollata è la strada.
Qui tra la gente che viene che va
dall'osteria alla casa o al lupanare,
dove son merci ed uomini il detrito
di un gran porto di mare,
io ritrovo, passando, l'infinito
nell'umiltà.
Qui prostituta e marinaio, il vecchio
che bestemmia, la femmina che bega,
il dragone che siede alla bottega
del friggitore,
la tumultuante giovane impazzita
d'amore,
sono tutte creature della vita
e del dolore;
s'agita in esse, come in me, il Signore.
UMBERTO SABA
Often, to return to my house
I take a dark street in the old city.
Yellow is reflected in some puddle
a few lights, and the street is crowded.
Here among the people who come and go
from the inn to the house or brothel,
where the debris is goods and men
of a large seaport,
I find, passing, the infinite
in humility.
Here prostitute and sailor, the old man
who blasphemes, the female who quarrels,
the dragon who sits at the shop
of the fryer,
the tumultuous crazed young woman
love,
they are all creatures of life
and pain;
the Lord stirs in them, as in me.
A differenza di maggior parte delle città italiane, a Trieste non fiorì né il Rinascimento né il Barocco e il cuore della città è costituito dal borgo medioevale, un piccolo universo mercantile che dialoga con la città moderna voluta dall'Impero Austroungarico dopo la pace con i Turchi nel 1717.
È da allora che un piccolo borgo di pescatori, in continuo conflitto con la vicina Venezia, comincia a diventare importante per l'Impero Austroungarico che, non senza momenti difficili e contraddittori, lo trasformerà in una grande città.
Particolarmente interessante risulta allora quest'itinerario tra i vicoli di città vecchia, che abbraccia la città romana con l'arco di Riccardo e il borgo medioevale, come piazzetta Trauner, sede del primo ghetto ebraico.
Unlike most Italian cities, neither the Renaissance nor the Baroque flourished in Trieste and the heart of the city is made up of the medieval village, a small mercantile universe that dialogues with the modern city wanted by the Austro-Hungarian Empire after the peace with the Turks in 1717.
Since then, a small fishing village, in continuous conflict with nearby Venice, begins to become important for the Austro-Hungarian Empire which, not without difficult and contradictory moments, will transform it into a large city.
Particularly interesting is therefore this itinerary through the alleys of the old city, which embraces the Roman city with the arch of Riccardo and the medieval village, such as Piazzetta Trauner, site of the first Jewish ghetto.
The Ballad of Kepler Van Allen Part 14
Kepler Van Allen finally arrives at the first coordinates programmed into the nav computer of his recently modified intergalactic rover. A rover and its crew await him as he touches down on the frigid, snow covered surface.
"Welcome to the lesser known 2003rd planet of the Krysto system. We have been expecting you, Mr. Van Allen. We have something for you. Or rather, for you to deliver to Honest John. He needs these power conduits for an important project. Here on Krysto-2003 we have learned humility in the face of the power of nature. We have come to depend on others for our very survival. While these power conduits are important to the work we are doing, we know that Honest John would not ask for them if it were not necessary. Please take with you this gift of humility as you continue to your next destination."
Kepler loads the conduits with the help of the spacemen, and as he lifts off and waves goodbye, he mutters to himself...
I'm Kepler
Adventure's my middle name!
I'm a lone wolf,
a drifter,
a man's man!
I'm off to explore the Galaxy with only my wits and my trusty rover. I'm independent and self-sufficient. I don't need anybody or anything...
...right?
"I suggest that the most significant basis for meeting of men of different religious traditions is the level of fear and trembling, of humility and contrition, where our individual moments of faith are mere waves in the endless ocean of mankind's reaching out for God, where all formulations and articulations appear pear as understatements, where our souls are swept away by the awareness of the urgency of answering God's commandment, while stripped of pretension and conceit we sense the tragic insufficiency of human faith." This "tragic insufficiency sufficiency of human faith," according to Heschel, coupled with an acute yearning for God's presence, could foster the spiritual companionship of "humility mility and contrition," open-mindedness, as a precondition of true interfaith dialogue.'
--Abraham Joshua Heschel, (as quoted in Edward K. Kaplan, Spiritual Radical: Abraham Joshua Heschel in America, 1940-1972)
"The supreme issue today is not the halakhah for the Jew or the Church for the Christian-but the premise underlying derlying both religions, namely, whether there is a pathos, a divine reality concerned with the destiny of man which mysteriously impinges upon history."
--Abraham Joshua Heschel, (as quoted in Edward K. Kaplan, Spiritual Radical: Abraham Joshua Heschel in America, 1940-1972)
“Shine your soul with the same
egoless humility as the rainbow
and no matter where you go
in this world or the next,
love will find you, attend you, and bless you.”
― Aberjhani
The air is cleansed once more.
Sigilo y misterio sacramental, cauto silencio e inviolable conocimiento. Celosía del alma y frontera de emociones; filro de remordimientos que se pulen con la lima de la expiación que siempre reconcilia.
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"It was pride that changed angels into devils; it is humility that makes us as angels." - Saint Augustine
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Humility is something we should constantly pray for, yet never thank God that we have. - Martin DeHaan