Franciscan Spirituality
View allAll Photos Tagged Spirituality
Lighting of the Sails- the Sydney Opera House is an animated canvas of Australian Indigenous art. It is a celebration of spirituality and culture through the storylines of our land and sky. This contemporary Indigenous work is from six artists- Karla Dickens, Djon Mundine, Gabriella Possum Nungurrayi, Reko Rennie, Donny Woolagoodja and the late Gulumbu Yunupingu.
Source- Vivid Sydney app.
Chiesa San Carlo alle Quattro Fontane (1634)
ROMA
Architetto: Francesco Borromini
San Carlo alle Quattro Fontane es la obra maestra de uno de los máximos exponentes del barroco, Borromini, donde se adoptan soluciones muy innovadoras y revolucionarias con un espacio disponible muy reducido. Y el autor realiza un verdadero milagro al ampliar el espacio. La estructura de la iglesia es toda un movimiento continuo: la fachada se flexiona, cóncava y convexa a la vez. La planta es elíptica pero también es un octágono de paredes acodadas, imposible de definir en una figura geométrica precisa. Las paredes parecen estirarse en un continuo de soluciones ingeniosas al igual que la cúpula ovalada, que es única en su especie. Es un claro ejemplo de cómo la genialidad y la creatividad no siempre necesitan grandes espacios.
-------------------
San Carlo alle Quattro Fontane is the masterpiece of one of the greatest exponents of the Baroque, Borromini, where highly innovative and revolutionary solutions are adopted with a very small space available. And the author performs a true miracle by expanding the space. The structure of the church is all a continuous movement: the facade flexes, concave and convex at the same time. The plan is elliptical but it is also an octagon with bent walls, impossible to define it in a precise geometric figure. The walls seem to stretch in a continuous of ingenious solutions just like the oval dome which is one of a kind. It is a clear example of how genius and creativity don't always need large spaces.
Founded at Althof in 1171 and funded by Pribislav, it was a strategic move to secure his rule as a Christian prince. The abbey was destroyed during the succession wars after his death, and rebuilt at Bad Doberan, ultimately becoming his final resting place.
This is on my bucket list for my visit to Germany this summer 😊❤️
Photographie surréaliste 30 x 45 cm, disponible sur mon site officiel - Surreal photography 30 x 45 cm avalaible on my official website :
emart-emmanuellebaudry.e-monsite.com/album-photos/dsc-929...
Art numérique abstrait 30 x 40 cm, disponible sur mon site officiel - Abstract digital art 40 x 30 cm, avalaible on my official website : emart-emmanuellebaudry.e-monsite.com/album-photos/valhall...
So it begins
But soon I will be released
But not from my vow
I will always be here
For you to find
If you care to open your heart
Wide enough
To let such love inside
So it begins
With my blood and tears
The sweat of my endurance
But this is all for you
For that day when you need me
When it is hard to be alone
Fear binding you to earth
Trapping you below
So it begins now
Walk with me to freedom
Let us open the doors
To the welcoming light
And the new dawn
Leave our ties behind us
Break all your bonds
No need to return
Let the Light find you, as Easter brings us new life, let the Light find you in the dark.
Glynde Church, East Sussex, UK.
Please find other images and poems on my website at:
Walking through the fields next to the village of Markyate in Hertfordshire, you might come across this. It is part of a memorial for a young woman who had died in 2016. The memorial has been attended to ever since. The place is important to the family. It is not the graveyard but the fields, nature, where you, as I did today, can hear the song of the larks descending. My feeling is that this is intended to be a place where the young woman can still be found. Where she is present, perhaps in the lark's song. Fuji X-100F.
• Ein kleinerer Gopuram (Portalturm) im Ostteil des Sri Minakschi Sundareshwara Amman Tempels in Madurai, Tamil Nadu, Südindien.
• A smaller Gopuram (portal-tower) in the eastern part of the Sri Meenakshi Sundareshwara Amman Temple in Madurai, Tamil Nadu, South India.
Composite image. Film + digital
Last night I dreamt again of being in the woods, of sitting down against the trunk of an old oak tree and just being still, as still as possible, until my heartbeat became one with that of the tree, and my toes became roots that plunged deep into the earth to where spirit and flesh and bone became part of the igneous processes. Rebirth, transformation, metamorphosis happen in the depths? In the dark. I have never been one who is content to just hover on the surface of things. The surface isn’t where mountain-building takes place... #confinementjournal #confinementart #rebirth #renewal #mypoetry #hope #healing #mystery #wonder #spirituality
Yesterday, I biked over 30 miles round trip to The The Baháʼí Temple/House of Worship in Wilmette, Illinois. It was a beautiful day and lots of families were being careful but were still celebrating graduations. This little girl seemed to exist outside time and space. I do like the idea of meditation and prayer though I am not so great at it. I get my enlightenment by taking photographs like these, though, and the feeling it gives me to put my experiences to images that will last forever. Most of the time, I can usually find something I did wrong about a photo and am very self critical. Once in awhile, I feel like I finally got everything right about the human experience and how I relate to it.
Here's more about The Baháʼí Temple:
**All photos are copyrighted**
References
unsplash.com/photos/AxI9niqj_60 Roberto Delgado Webb
unsplash.com/photos/7ncPcGL60-s Damon Zaidmus
Guided by a Buddhist master, a monk is studying among other monks in a classroom from a monastery in Mandalay, Myanmar (Burma).
Created for Art Week Gallery Theme's Blues & Purples challenge with Dream Wombo and my texture as the input.
Thank you so much for taking the time to view, fave, comment and invite!
Vihara Dharma Giri / Tabanan / Bali / Indonesia
Album of Indonesia: www.flickr.com/photos/tabliniumcarlson/albums/72157668773...
Dedicated to Angie aka Proverbs 31:10 for her testimonial..Thank You Sincerely.......Michelle
Something a bit different to keep things fresh.......!!!!!
Arul Subramaniar Temple is a well visited Hindu temple in the Gunung Cheruh limestone hill near Medan Istana, Ipoh, Malaysia.
=====
Thanks for taking time to visit my new personal site here:
“A Story Teller" by Cheryl Chan Photography
=====
check out more Malaysia Streets & Candid shots here:
Taking the Streets in Malaysia
these images of Mistress Lane will soon be the documentary of its past:
More Street shots: Urban
=====
Please don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without my explicit and written permission. © All rights reserved
A statue in the Cathédrale La Major in Marseille shows Saint Rita of Cascia. Many believers have lit a candle for their prayers. They hope for and believe in the support of the saint.
Full Moon, the maximum expression of the Feminine, together with the maximum power of the Sun, symbol of the Masculine, the summer solstice.
“When our eyes are graced with wonder, the world reveals its wonders to us. There are people who see only dullness in the world and that is because their eyes have already been dulled. So much depends on how we look at things. The quality of our looking determines what we come to see.”
― John O'Donohue, Beauty: The Invisible Embrace
my youtube channel www.youtube.com/user/misshoneyrider1/featured
Bottom: "Cubura ~ Parker Sweatpants" -Available @ Abnormality Event
Date: August 7th to 28th
Ruins of the Ruine Stephanskloster monastery, observation tower, Heiligenberg, Heidelberg, Baden-Wuerttemberg, Germany, Europe
www.youtube.com/watch?v=PIbwtzw8A7A&feature=related
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
if humankind ever makes the leap to a space-faring species, i wonder what will religion be like?
what is the religion of a people born in space? you cant extinguish religion, it fills a gaping maw in the human 'makeup'. we need to feel connected to something deeper, more magnificent than ourselves. religion is the calcified artifact of spirituality. we require religion for a moral bearing, if spirituality is anchoring upon a distant teleological endpoint, be it a perfect unity, a dissolution of the self, a natural path (?), a technological transcendence, religion is the methodology that accretes along that viewpoint. it is structure, ritual, boundaries, seperateness from the without. it is exposition and definition of the 'conception'.
you cannot extinguish religion, it is a consequence, a by-product of us. religosity wanes, however, as competing orthodoxies are dismantled or fall apart under the weight of natural inconsistencies. there is no perfect atheist. their atheism becomes its own structure. the hedonist becomes their own imperfect god.
i would suspect that the spiritual yearning would be greater in a space-faring culture. the wide expanse of null space would trigger a voracious spiritual hunger. the enclosed reality of space-faring would give rise to an intense clanish or communal experience that would feed the construction of a religious structure. no other groups to provide resistance, feedback, or cross-polination of spiritual concepts. no outside restraints. a bacterial culture gone wild .
spirituality (a basic human need for the greater, the more magnificent, the deeper) kicks it off, then religion accretes around it, like a coral reef. religion defines the path to the divine (whether that be a perfect unity, a creative principle, a dissolution of the self (ala siddahartha) or even the myth that science will reveal the natural world - and what is 'outside' the path, the unbelievers, the hells of the weak, ignorant, or irrelevant. eventually religion becomes a moral regulation and a political authority - and the spiritual origin is lost, like flesh from a fossil.