Nature and the Soul, Explored Through Photography

Field Notes

St. Francis said it first, and best:

“Such love does the sky now pour, that whenever I stand in a field, I have to wring out the light when I get home.”

That’s what this blog is all about:  the light-wringing I do when I get home from the fields with my camera full of recorded moments and my mind still saturated in Nature-Love… and not just for the obviously beautiful parts of nature, but the terrifying, the savage, the predatory, since without the “dark,” the “light” has no definition.  All is part of the fullness, the sphere, the web of what we call The Universe, necessary and beneficial.  I appreciate it all, and count it a privelege to witness and record it.

Like the poet Mary Oliver, I believe that “My work is loving the world.”  In part of her poem “Messenger,” she reminds herself to:

“…keep my mind on what matters, which is my work, which is mostly standing still

and learning to be astonished.

The phoebe, the delphinium. The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.

Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,

which is gratitude, to be given a heart and a mind

and these body-clothes,

a mouth with which to give shouts of joy

to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,

telling them all, over and over, how it is

that we live forever.” *

If we spend much time in the fields, in the mountains, in the forests or by the seas, we soon comprehend the interconnectedness of all living things.  We start to walk more softly… we start to accept, even appreciate, the polarity inherent in all beings, including those of the human kind. We cultivate more joy.  Worry less.  Re-learn how to play and pray.  Nature has a way of softening us, out here in the “Light Fields.”

This blog, then, is my invitation to you.  JOIN ME.  Let’s explore nature together with the wide-eyed curiosity and open heart of a little child.  Ready?  Yes?  Well then, as Rumi said,

“Out beyond ideas of wrong-doing or right-doing, there is a field…..I’ll meet you there.”


* Source:  Poem “Messenger,” from the book Thirst by Pulitzer Prize-winner Mary Oliver, 2006 Beacon Press

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One response

  1. Dot Fielder

    I’m overwhelmed! This is so beautiful, I have few words to express my feelings–NONE to do it justice.

    Thank you, Syd, for bringing it into being. Please post as often as you can.

    Love you lots,
    Dot

    July 30, 2010 at 10:16 am

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