Friday, July 19, 2013

joyously, drunkenly, serenely

The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware.

- Henry Miller

“What am I in the eyes of most people — a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person — somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then — even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart. That is my ambition, based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me. I see paintings or drawings in the poorest cottages, in the dirtiest corners. And my mind is driven towards these things with an irresistible momentum.”

-  Vincent van Gogh

On love in spite of beautiful.

I can't say that I've been serene this last month, but that in spite of everything (because of everything) I have gone looking for serenity, for calm.

Last night I found it in the old stone bowl that we've had since before we were married. Every summer I fill it with water, and often blooms that have fallen or that won't fit in a vase. Last night I plucked some tiny flowers from the garden, then watched them float around. The shadows, the reflections of them, in the water. They float and spin around. This blossom is attracted to that one. They dance about until gravitating toward the edges. And then they rest. They rest.


  1. Oh Shawna, these photos, your words, combine to create a poem I'd call "calm"
    So lovely

  2. What a wonderful way to relax, and your photographs are just beautiful.

  3. Thanks, Diane and Lisa! I was looking for some calm myself, so glad others found it here too.


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