I keep on seeing the same young man around town, on the street asking for a donation to help the poor who are homeless, coming onto a bus that I happen to be on, and it has happened so often that I cannot ignore him. I saw him again today.
I actually first "met" him at the waterfront market some time ago. He was sitting with another women and the sign over them said, "support disabled artists". I glanced their way peripherally and then began to move on when the young man shouted "Hey!" and it was clear that I was the subject of his attentions.
"Come and see my photography", he said, and so I dutifully walked over to his table. His pictures were stunning, technicolor, some would say slightly psychedelic. I picked up one of Point Pleasant Park, and noted the same caretakers building that I have passed a million times going into the same park. But what he captured was a brilliance of color arching around the building as though to hold it in its embrace, violets, reds, golds and greens, absolutely stunning, and I remarked on its beauty.
"I didn't touch this up, you know, this is what I saw and so this is what came back to me when I printed it." Needless to say, he made me a customer right away.
Even though this event took place a year ago I think of him (plus I see him everywhere now) when I take a picture, and see what comes back for me too. You see, I love Nature passionately and I seem to capture her as she is parading her grandeur before me, almost provocatively, and I am humbled by her loveliness and really want to convey this to the world so that that others are humbled too, as we should all be.
But I think that what this man said to me is profound in all of life generally. What I got from him is that if you see Beauty and Love and Loveliness, then these qualities will reflect themselves back to you, they will become your reality.
If you see hatred and discord and pollution in the affairs of the world, then that becomes your reality too. Life will reflect back to you both your reality and your belief system, especially now.
However, I also believe that we are living in such a profoundly important time that you cannot hide your true nature any longer. Thus, if your fiction (ego) is that you are kind and benevolent and charitable, when really your heart is in turmoil and filled with great hatred, then you have been captured on film, and what you will get back to you is what lies in your heart, not what you pretend to be.
We are at the beginning of this "truth" cycle because our world is evolving quickly, and no one can escape this reality.
Your heart is where your true nature lies, and if you have written a great fiction about yourself and who you deem to be to make yourself palatable to a rapidly changing world, this fiction will not save you now. If artifice has defined you, then you have backed the wrong horse.
This is not a judgmental statement, as we are all bound equally in this equation.
I actually first "met" him at the waterfront market some time ago. He was sitting with another women and the sign over them said, "support disabled artists". I glanced their way peripherally and then began to move on when the young man shouted "Hey!" and it was clear that I was the subject of his attentions.
"Come and see my photography", he said, and so I dutifully walked over to his table. His pictures were stunning, technicolor, some would say slightly psychedelic. I picked up one of Point Pleasant Park, and noted the same caretakers building that I have passed a million times going into the same park. But what he captured was a brilliance of color arching around the building as though to hold it in its embrace, violets, reds, golds and greens, absolutely stunning, and I remarked on its beauty.
"I didn't touch this up, you know, this is what I saw and so this is what came back to me when I printed it." Needless to say, he made me a customer right away.
Even though this event took place a year ago I think of him (plus I see him everywhere now) when I take a picture, and see what comes back for me too. You see, I love Nature passionately and I seem to capture her as she is parading her grandeur before me, almost provocatively, and I am humbled by her loveliness and really want to convey this to the world so that that others are humbled too, as we should all be.
But I think that what this man said to me is profound in all of life generally. What I got from him is that if you see Beauty and Love and Loveliness, then these qualities will reflect themselves back to you, they will become your reality.
If you see hatred and discord and pollution in the affairs of the world, then that becomes your reality too. Life will reflect back to you both your reality and your belief system, especially now.
However, I also believe that we are living in such a profoundly important time that you cannot hide your true nature any longer. Thus, if your fiction (ego) is that you are kind and benevolent and charitable, when really your heart is in turmoil and filled with great hatred, then you have been captured on film, and what you will get back to you is what lies in your heart, not what you pretend to be.
We are at the beginning of this "truth" cycle because our world is evolving quickly, and no one can escape this reality.
Your heart is where your true nature lies, and if you have written a great fiction about yourself and who you deem to be to make yourself palatable to a rapidly changing world, this fiction will not save you now. If artifice has defined you, then you have backed the wrong horse.
This is not a judgmental statement, as we are all bound equally in this equation.