You tell me.
Have we crossed the bridge and turned back to look. . . or to try and return. Are we about to cross the bridge. . . will we make it all the way across, will our nerve hold? Perhaps we'll stop in the middle and enjoy the view below. Perhaps we'll meet others coming the other way, travelling for the same reasons as you but to where you have already been. Ah, Bridges, bridges that are frightening, or beautiful, bridges that stand for centuries and those that burn. How many we cross in life. Sometimes we go to a lot of effort to carry all our problems with us too. Why don't we leave them behind or drop them over the side to wash away forever?
You tell me.
In the martial arts world there is an expression, "seeing is not seeing". What you think you see is not really how it happens. It is the same with this photo, I took this group photo at an Aikido weapons workshop I ran in Bideford. As I took it I wasn't in the original, my friend Bill has somehow cleverly pasted me in on the front left. Seeing is not seeing and today with modern technologies one should rarely believe one's eyes.
Seeing the three masted schooner riding at anchor in the estuary was as much an awakening surprise to me as it must have been for someone marooned on a desert island who wakes to see such a ship in the bay. An evocative and timeless image. How lucky I was to be where I was at the time I was. A great day on the path.
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The very heart of this Oak tree has suffered catastrophic damage. Damage caused by nature itself. This magnificent tree still connects to its roots and is strengthened by its past, yet reaches continually onwards and upwards towards the light. Its heart of oak is bared to the world but it lives on. That is what we should do too. . . for life can still be good.
Interesting isn't it that it's the souls we seek to save. What is it aboard the sinking ship that resides within the human frame that drives us to keep it safe?
Salvation of the soul. . . something for which many fervently pray. Save my life? Perhaps, but save my soul without doubt for without soul what is life?
Perhaps we should start to tend to our own more.
Many, many years ago, I took this photo with an old fashioned film camera. It was an exploration of ideas, trying to make some thing different, interesting, strange even. My daughter helped and copied out the words. I have kept that photo ever since and destiny would raise it to glory once again. It seemed the perfect cover for my book of short stories. It even mentions Morwenstow in the photo and later I would come to write of that place anda young man whose destiny lay in another place than ours.
Mmmm, I think you know too much already, but what the hell. . . retired firefighter, martial artist and self thought philosopher, some say cynic, some say skeptic, some know the truth. . . . most never will.