"Life is a coherent whole: rocks, clouds, trees, shells, torsos, smokestacks, peppers, are interrelated, interdependent parts of the whole. Rhythm from one becomes symbols of all." Edward Weston
"Objects are concealed from our view not so much because they are out of the course of our visual ray as because there is no intention of the mind and eye toward them . . . There is just as much beauty visible to us in landscape as we are prepared to appreciate, not a grain more." Thoreau
"I have just three things to teach:
simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and in thoughts,
you return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
you accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
you reconcile all beings in the world." Tao Te Ching
Laurence Freeman: "Average city noise today often reaches 70 decibels which is equivalent to being in a room with a loud vacuum cleaner . . . we are becoming acclimatized to noise . . . Urban evolution means accommodating ourselves to the noise of traffic, planes, subway trains, construction, fridges, leaf blowers, noisy neighbors and ever-louder muzak in elevators and restaurants . . . getting used to such noise levels is harmful. It is a form of pollution causing insomnia, depression, aggression and isolation. Noise is more than a nuisance. It is a serious problem . . .
Exposure to (the noise in modern urban life) effects us when . . . we withdraw to a quiet place . . . Arriving in a truly quiet place . . . can at first be a shock. We wait for familiar levels of loud noise and, at first, can feel a sense of absence, even of loss, when they don't come. Then we notice that there are sounds. Not noise. But sounds, natural sounds. There is birdsong, a quite excited sound when you really listen to it and full of meanings we can't decipher; and insects, the constant background sounds of summer days and nights; and the wind in the trees . . ."
Rosamund Richardson: "as Meister Eckhart said, there is nothing so like God as silence. Silence, he posited, links us to the universal, to the mystery of life around us, to the perceptions of mystics and physicists alike that there is nothing in nature that is only matter, no division between matter and spirit; matter is merely light transformed, light imprisoned, nothing made into something."
Taoism and Zen would surely agree . . .
Another time, another view of Triple Falls
"(T)he objective sciences consistently overlook our ordinary, everyday experience of the world around us. Our direct experience is necessarily subjective, necessarily relative to our position or place in the midst of things . . . the world in which we find ourselves before we set out to calculate and measure it is not an inert or mechanical object but a living field, an open and dynamic landscape subject to its own moods and metamorphoses." David Abram
Triple Falls, North Carolina
"If only people could perceive the mystery in all life, down to the smallest thing, and open themselves to it instead of taking it for granted. If only they could revere its abundance which is undecidedly both material and spiritual. For the mind's creation springs from the physical, is of one nature with it and only a lighter, more enraptured and enduring recapturing of bodily delight." Rainer Maria Rilke
New River Gorge, West Virginia
"I lounge on the grass, that's all. So
simple. Then I lie back until I am
inside the cloud that is just above me
but very high . . .
Then I enter the place
of not-thinking, not-remembering, not-
wanting. When the blue jay cries out his
riddle, in his carping voice, I return.
But I go back, the threshold is always
near. Over and back, over and back. Then
I rise. Maybe I rub my face as though I
have been asleep. But I have not been
asleep. I have been, as I say, inside
the cloud, or, perhaps, the lily floating
on the water. Then I go back to town,
to my own house, my own life, which has
now become brighter and simpler, some-
where I have never been before." Mary Oliver
David Budbill: Well, Most of the Time Anyway
"Most of the time
I can honestly say,
as Han Shan said,
Face brown, head white,
content with mountain life,
my beat-up chore coat on,
watch cap on my head,
out among my gardens--
I don't envy others.
I'm happy with my life."
Sitting in a park, just watching, at (relative) peace . . . good days.