Yesterday, I really felt a need to get up into the mountains, so I took my dog and headed up to the Uintah National Forest. As always, I stuck a camera in my pack, but unusually for me, I set out with intention of NOT taking pictures. Rather, I just wanted to walk, throw a stick for Jack, and look.
About halfway through the hike, we came to a deep alpine lake at about 10,500 ft. In the shallows, the grasses were curling, undulating with the small waves.
The whole time I shot, I thought “I can’t believe this is being given to me…”
Recently, a Shambhala teacher told me “I’m going to give you the secret ingredient.”
“Patience,” he said.
On a somewhat friendlier note (than Suicidal manikins…)
A Bodhisattva is an awakened being who chooses to return to this suffering world again and again, until all of the numberless sentient beings have awakened. This can take many forms, from reincarnation in the Hell Realm (as Avalokiteshvara, the Bodhisattva of compassion, attempted causing his head to explode into a thousand pieces) to great teachers in this human realm, to the sweetness of a truly good dog.
action jackson, yes?
Five Dogs In
each of my dogs has taught me
how to be better to the next
five dogs in – finally gentled
abby, early morning 2012
in the evening after the heat
has broken and the dishes are done
the air in the house goes silver –
late day light filtering in
my dog and I like to sit in that light
and listen to the world as it cools
he looks up and catches me
watching him sleep
we hold each other’s stare
as if either of us looking away
just might shatter
Stay tuned for a rather unusual gallery soon to go up on http://www.jfinkimages.com.
For many years, I’ve shot the often disturbing images of manikins the world over –
What is identity?
Are we ever sure?
dance in midnight storefront
at their supports — willing to risk
for a single moment