Sunday, August 12, 2012

looking and waiting

"The attitude of looking and waiting is the attitude which corresponds with the beautiful. As long as one can go on conceiving, wishing, longing, the beautiful does not appear. That is why in all beauty we find contradiction, bitterness, and absence which are irreducible."

~ Simone Weil

All summer long, looking and waiting. Wrestling with definitions of beauty, with contradictions, and meanwhile, waiting for it to appear, hoping.  It appears when it appears. Sometimes early in the morning, sometimes later in the evening.  When you look up from doing the breakfast dishes, over your shoulder.  When you stand up after dinner and look at the disarray on the table.  

It appears in the way the light shines on the neighbor's crazy huge white truck.

The light that sparkles in the trees mid day.

In the dark and glistening berries of the tree that nearly every house in my neighborhood has on the front of their lawn.

In the white daisies that grow wild on the dog walk path. And in the blue ones my daughter planted in a small clay pot.

Over and over in the zinnias blooming madly in all their bright garb.

In the light that enters leaves and stretches them out and upward.

In the cascade of roses that this year has brought.

In the little pot of oregano brought to us by a friend.

"In everything which gives us the pure authentic feeling of beauty there is really the presence of God."

~ Simone Weil

Sometimes I think that there is as much pure authentic beauty in the looking and waiting, in that stance, that approach, that slouch. In the way we meet the world, lean into it, wake up into it.


  1. At first, I came to your blog because of the thought filled writings - those of authors you shared and your own "lived life" wisdom. I still love that, of course. Words like these get me through difficult days.
    Now, though, the photos are so stunning and bring such delight of beauty, that it is almost too much to receive both words and photos at one time. Such a gift, really!
    I can't find the words to express how really beautiful these photos are and what it means to me to see them. To be without words for something is hard for me and yet, a very wonderful experience. Thank you again and again.

  2. ...not State Fair Zinnias, huh.... (jk). Love the shots!

  3. Edna - well. Your words means so much to me. Thank you.

    Lucy - thanks. And don't be surprise if you wake up one morning to find some artist guy has clipped your state fair zinnias.... ; )


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