Oblivious Dreaming

Little 6’8″ Steve on his motorcycle with Studebaker Hawk behind

Honda Dream CB 150 Hawk

The motorcycle was too small for me,

but was what I could buy with part-time work.

Not loud and rough like the big bikes Harley-

Davidson made, the slim Honda Dream Hawk

would start not with a kick, but with the push

of a button…  Quiet, purring, and clean–

liked even by my mother–I would ride

130 miles to college, then

come  home the next weekend to see my bride-

to-be.  

         The bike was under-powered, meant

for in-town rides, so on the roads I’d draft

behind a semi-truck to reach a speed

of 65.  The truckers hated that

I stuck so close behind out of their sight,

but I, oblivious, dreamed on my steed…

– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, host of “Keepin’ the Faith” on Illinois Public Radio WILL at the University of Illinois.

Now he spends his time on the prairie looking for a draft of wind to fly his kite.

Steve waiting for a truck?

              

Atlas Shrugged

Holding up the rock

Three young Atlases kept the world from falling years ago.

Steve (left) became a corporate lawyer. Ron (center) went to Vietnam, returned to manage his family business, and became a high school physics teacher. The guy on the right still thinks he’s holding up the world!

We don’t remember where this shot was taken. Today, the day after posting “The Blue Bomb and the Fire Bombs” (Ron owned “the Blue Bomb”), the picture reminds me that somenhow the rock remained balanced there without our help. When the three Atlases shrugged, the world didn’t fall.

My spirit feels lighter.

Knuckle Dancing

Click Knuckle Dancing to start your day, as I did this morning. Courtenay of Bluebird Boulevard is one of my favorite writers.- always fresh, inviting, mind-bending, heart-stirring, awakening a deeper consciousness. Had to share it with “Views from the Edge” readers this morning.

Death in the Wood of Ephraim (Dennis Aubrey)

Dennis Aubrey of Via Lucis posted Death in the Wood of Ephraim (Dennis Aubrey), a one-of-a-kind reflection on the biblical David and the death of his slain rebellious son Absalom.

Dennis and PJ continually bring to the internet something very special: their thoughtful interplay between their photographs of Romanesque and Gothic architecture and commentaries on what they experience while photographing them and researching their histories.

Via Lucis is an example of the spiritual and artistic integration of external (visible) and internal (invisible) reality. This morning I left this comment for Dennis:

Dennis, this is such a profound reflection, in my view. Once again you weave the thread through the highs of joy and the depths of sin and sorrow in ways that move us beyond the separation of light and shadow/darkness that too often keeps us in spiritual and moral diapers, separating the sheep from the goats. Your note gives me hope that the time preparing for the pulpit is not in vain, especially when it is appreciated by someone who does not define himself as a practicing Christian. Friedrich Schleiermacher spent his life in conversation with “the cultured despisers” (i.e., good, rational people whose sophistication had led them to conclude that religion was a relic  that impedes the sure ascent of historical progress).  In your photography and writings I find a conversation partner who lives at the razor’s edge between belief and disbelief, joy and despair, the heights and the abyss of nothingness, and the honest search for hope and truth beyond the illusion of inevitable progress. If Romanesque architecture “induces internal experience and reflection…” – the internal experience of the external expression of Gothic – your photography and commentaries continually weave the two together to achieve a rare depth, and a balance between the seen and unseen, the external and internal. I am deeply grateful. – Gordon

If you go to Dennis’s site, please take a moment to comment. Or you may leave a comment here.

The Creator’s Playfulness

“Good morning, world!” – New-born giraffe

How can you not love a face like this?

Those big eyes. Those big ears. Those things on the head. That Joe E. Brown mouth and smile of a new-born giraffe?

Take 44 seconds to see the giraffe’s likeness in Joe E. Brown – same DNA? -see for yourself the Creator’s great sense of play and humor. God is laughing with us, not at us.

“Someday, I’ll be big too, just like you and Joe E., right Mom?”

Baby and mother giraffes – Antwerp Zoo

Verse – “Bee”

To look once @ a BEE & see

what needs to be seen, will take me

all my days.  BEES & flowers are

near as a sting & scent–& far

beyond my ken as they can BE.

– Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, IL, July 5, 2012

Dare to Dream

This morning PhotoBotos posted a magnificent photo by Alex Teuscher (Geneva, Switzerland) of a woman sitting at the mouth of what appears to be a cave. Click on the link http://www.photobotos.com/dare-dream-geneva-switzerland-alex-teuscher/ to see the photograph and read the commentaries by PhotoBotos and Alex, the featured photographer.

Every work of art invites interpretation by the viewer. “Dare to Dream” was intended to create a picture of dreaming and imagination. When I saw it, I couldn’t help but think of other images that inform the picture.

Stunning! I hear echoes from “the cave”: Elijah hiding in the cave; Plato’s cave where all we humans get to see are the shadows on the walls but never the fire behind the catwalk whose light produces the shadows; the dark nights of the soul – depression, sorrow, loneliness, hopelessness, grief – all sitting there inside the cave when there is such splendor all around it.

This picture is different. It sings a different song. The beauty of this piece is that the woman (it strikes me as a young woman, although I suppose it could be John Lennon ) is serene, at one with the beauty and brilliance of the natural world. Freed from the chains that would keep her deep within the cave.  And…she’s not talking on a cell phone or texting! She’s fully present to the beauty. Even the walls of the cave are bathed in the light. This deserves a wider audience. Wonderful.

Drop a comment here to share with others what you see and how it strikes you. And be sure and follow PhotoBotos.com and Via Lucis, two of my favorite sites for meditation.

The Trinity

The Trinity

This piece of art hangs in my friend Steve’s living room on the Illinois prairie. I’ve always thought it was a little weird.  Actually, more than a little. Here’s Steve’s interpretation. I never would have guessed. He calls it

“The Trinity”

It is a triptych, three panels joined together.

There are three hands, three feet, three heads (see the profile– lower left).  White triangles are found everywhere.

The fan (pneuma) is, of course, the Holy Spirit.

The prayer- hearing ear of the unseeable God is just barely discernible in faint profile.

The painted wok, an ethnic face, a real human naturally is Jesus Christ. Christians remember him with food…  The brand of found fan is “Tripl-aire.”

Dave Ellis, a big city, secular painter, is the grandson and the son of a pastor.

Steve Shoemaker, Urbana, Illinois, is host of  “Keepin the Faith…” @ http://www.will.illinois.edu/keepinthefaith. This Sunday (May 20), his guest is Pulitzer Prize-winning author and Professor Garry Wills of Northwestern University on “Ambrose, Augustine and the Mystery of Baptism”

                               

Yours truly’s favorite form of adoration

Sebastian

Click to learn more from rawgrief.com: Yours truly’s favorite form of adoration.

Heaven on the Bridge at Big Sur

Sometimes the present is heavenly. Click HERE for one of those times. This photo of the Bixby Bridge, Big Sur, California, by Max Granz posted on Photobotos.com is ethereal…and Eartlhy real. Leave the photo up for a few minutes to relax your day…or bring calm to your night.

You cover Yourself with a garment,

who has stretched out the heavens like a tent,

who has laid the beams of Your chambers on the waters    …who makes the winds Your messengers,

fire and flame (and headlights?) Your ministers.”

– Psalm 104

Leave a comment here or on the Photobotos site, as I did, to appreciate the photograph and to thank the patient photographer.