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this beautiful pussy cat was rescued from a flat in New York, he now lives a wonderful life in the isle of wight zoo
“I do not take any pain killers. I surrender myself to the Goddess, and she takes care of me. I have been performing Kaavadi ever since I was 6 year old. I have decided to continue with this ritual” shares Sadaiyan Muththuveeran (54) while hanging on hooks in Bambalapitty.
24th Annual Chariot festival of Sri Mayurapathy Paththirakaali temple is held today (6th of August 2011) in Colombo amidst heavy downpour. Five wooden carved chariots parade through the streets of Bambalapitty (Colombo 04), Havelock Town (Colombo 05) and Wellawatte (Colombo 06).
Devotees dressed elegantly and took part in religious rituals such as carrying clay pots of camphor, rolling themselves on the ground, smashing coconuts and hanging on hooks (Kaavadi ~ Men only). Few devotees who fulfill their vows, got into trance and danced on the streets. Devotional songs played throughout the dazzling parade. Traditional and non ~ traditional musical instruments added colour to the festival.
'Sweet Surrender' Opening Reception
Gallery 1988 San Francisco, March 6th 09'
Michelle "Mia" Araujo, Krista Huot, Camilla d'Errico, Jennifer Tong, & Allison Torneros
This 25 foot statue stands on the corner of 13 mile and Woodward in Royal Oak Michigan. It represents the famous kiss at the end of WWII in New York’s time square.
On June 20,2016 the statue was erected here in Royal Oak, Michigan after traveling from New Jersey. It will remain on display for 6 months to raise awareness and inspire donations for the WWII Legacy Memorial planned for the RO memorial park. This statue is one of four statues and the only one that moves around the country. The other three statues are permanently displayed, one in Sarasota, one in San Diego and one in Normandy, France.
Here is the statue resting on a flat bed on Woodward Avenue as workers prep the stand it will eventually be standing on.
There is no other photo that I want to use than this one today. I met Claire 20 years ago, her first daughter Lily was born and died 11 years ago today. We released a balloon for Lily today to remember her birthday (as organised by Claire from Australia) - we have done since 2013. A beautiful opportunity to stop and remember.
Surrender and embrace - do I ever give in and sob my heart out, or do I hold it in? I have sobbed twice in the last few months - once at the street party when James was awarded 'most Olympic person' prize. He dedicated it to Elijah over the loud speaker. Cue sobbing and hiding. I also proper whole body sobbed when watching Finding Dory in the cinema. Dory's parents had spent their lifetime laying tracks to their house, so that if Dory was ever nearby she'd follow the shells and come back to them....cue sobbing. Sorry for the spoiler. Life is busy. In the early days we had to put aside time to let it all out, and I think it's important to do it, but know you're going to put the kettle on after a little while, or put some washing on. These days the tears might come briefly with a favourite song, or an unexpected trigger - but now I enjoy that the emotion, and thoughts of Elijah are still very much there.
Each click reverberates a thousand echoes…
Each tap trembles the spine it tingles
No need, no feed, lines all but dropped
Of words deferred how many times How many opportunities
From black to white, a transformation reveals
No words, a blank slate as if a heart is sealed
From rolling pastures, green deep green
Submerged in aqua canyons Now empty vessels
Treasures drowned in an aqueous depth
Where screams disappear and enter a void
Light beguiled a silent bubble
Shadows dance with light no flame
Oh but a glimpse as shadows engulf
Thy tender frame in canyon depths
Rise oh light, the mountain grows
Making it easier, reading thy wish
Hushing and tearing apart every pulse
Close thy palm for the need is it there
When alone it floats as gardens close
Open thy palm for empty it’s not
The garden is a gift it always gives
Regardless of want, but it hopes
Sink deeper into the silt
Kisses the skin the earth moisturises
And there it rests
Until mountains tumble
Submerging deeper sadness is snuffed
Trust oh trust oh listen oh see
Souls cannot rest and souls cannot sing
Spacious cores listen to each breath
Beyond all gems known to me
The wearer who chooses immerses in awe
Its essence consistently inwards it throbs
Rise to the surface the moons pulling harder
Flow with the current, out of the sea
Spill over mountains Surrender to beauty
~ Anna Stanislawa
This Agorius sp also belongs to the jumping spider family, Salticidae. It also mimics another creature- an ant.
Notice although it has 8 legs, it tends to raise the 2 front legs hence giving the impression it actually has 6 legs plus a pair of antannae.
Compared to the Myrmarachne, Agorius lacks the extended jaws.
Buoyancy
I saw you and became empty.
This emptiness, more beautiful than existence,
it obliterates existence, and yet when it comes,
existence thrives and creates more existence.
To praise is to praise
how one surrenders to the emptiness.
To praise the sun is to praise your own eyes.
Praise, the ocean. What we say, a little ship.
So the sea journey goes on, and who knows where?
Just to be held by the ocean is the best luck
we could have. It is a total waking-up.
Why should we grieve that we have been sleeping?
It does not matter how long we’ve been unconscious.
We are groggy, but let the guilt go.
Feel the notions of tenderness around you, the buoyancy.
~ Rumi
Sweet Surrender – Photo Series
Model: Racheeda2000
Location: Sweet Surrender
Set within a dreamlike coastal landscape, Sweet Surrender unfolds as a visual journey between serenity, intimacy, and quiet strength. The location blends natural elements—rock formations, flowing water, lush greenery, and open sea views—into a poetic environment that feels both secluded and timeless.
Racheeda2000 moves through the scenery with effortless elegance, her presence calm yet expressive. Whether reclining on sunlit wooden decks, resting near gentle campfires inside coastal caves, or standing poised against vast ocean horizons, she becomes an organic part of the environment rather than a subject placed within it.
Soft natural lighting, combined with carefully chosen perspectives, highlights subtle emotions: contemplation, confidence, and surrender to the moment. The contrast between open landscapes and intimate spaces creates a cinematic rhythm—wide shots emphasize freedom and scale, while close-ups draw attention to refined details, facial expressions, and posture.
Sweet Surrender is not just a location, but a mood: a quiet escape where time slows, nature embraces the subject, and beauty reveals itself through stillness and balance.
Lentamente muore
Lentamente muore chi diventa schiavo dell'abitudine, ripetendo ogni
giorno gli stessi percorsi, chi non cambia la marca, chi non
rischia e cambia colore dei vestiti, chi non parla a chi non conosce.
Muore lentamente chi evita una passione, chi preferisce il nero su
bianco e i puntini sulle "i" piuttosto che un insieme di emozioni,
proprio quelle che fanno brillare gli occhi, quelle che fanno di uno
sbadiglio un sorriso, quelle che fanno battere il cuore davanti
all'errore e ai sentimenti.
Lentamente muore chi non capovolge il tavolo, chi è infelice sul
lavoro, chi non rischia la certezza per l'incertezza, per inseguire un
sogno, chi non si permette almeno una volta nella vita di fuggire ai
consigli sensati. Lentamente muore chi non viaggia, chi non legge, chi
non ascolta musica, chi non trova grazia in se stesso. Muore lentamente
chi distrugge l'amor proprio, chi non si lascia aiutare; chi passa i
giorni a lamentarsi della propria sfortuna o della pioggia incessante.
Lentamente muore chi abbandona un progetto prima di iniziarlo, chi non
fa domande sugli argomenti che non conosce, chi non risponde quando gli
chiedono qualcosa che conosce.
Evitiamo la morte a piccole dosi, ricordando sempre che essere vivo
richiede uno sforzo di gran lunga maggiore del semplice fatto di
respirare.
Soltanto l'ardente pazienza porterà al raggiungimento di una splendida
felicità.
(P. Neruda)
Statue in Sarasota, FL at St. Armand's Circle (Harding Circle Historic District). 25 feet tall. Was in Sarasota in 2005 then San Diego in 2006 and now back in Sarasota; evidently tourist and others like it, but the Art Crowd dislike it. Will be interesting to see who "wins". Remember the 1945 photograph by Alfred Eisenstaedt at the end of the war.
www.wtsp.com/news/photo-gallery.aspx?storyid=253001 The statue was removed after a car hit it!! April 26, 2012.