BirchLane.net
November 2003
Sunday 30
Tomorrow is December?
we wake up empty and frightened.
Don't open the door to the study and begin reading.
Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.
sufi mystic - jelaluddin rumi - 13th centurySaturday 29
Gallery.
Friday 28
Giving Thanks. Yesterday was a wonderful day; my niece, Nina made a 16 or 17 course dinner that was delicious and
And this morning, I mailed 17 b/w photographs to Mitsu for his salon.
Thursday 27
Form and Color.
The catalogue of the Forum Exhibition, organized in 1916 with the help of Stieglitz, Henri, and a group of critics, contains statements by a number of 291 artists. Below is that made by Arthur Dove:
I should like to enjoy life by choosing all its highest instances, to give back in my means of expression all that it gives to me: to give in form and color the reaction that plastic objects and sensations of light from within and without have reflected from my inner consciousness. Theories have been outgrown, the means is disappearing, the reality of the sensation alone remains. It is that in its essence which I wish to set down. It should be a delightful adventure. My wish is to work so unassailably that one could let one's worst instincts go unanalyzed, not to revolutionize nor to reform, but to enjoy life out loud. That is what I need and indicates my direction.
Wednesday 26.
Thoughtful.
Let us be united;
Let us speak in harmony;
Let our minds apprehend alike.
Common be our prayer,
Common be the end of our assembly;
Common be our resolution;
Common be our deliberations.
Alike be our feelings;
Unified be our hearts;
Common be our intentions;
Perfect be our unity.
from the rig veda
Tuesday 25
Madison Avenue.
Monday 24. (coming: sermon; veins; arthur dove and twarp)
Ever Thankful. This was the title of yesterday's sermon at Edwards Church in Northampton, Massachusetts.
Betsy is sleeping:
Sunday 23 (Thanksgiving Sunday)
A Room with a View. Last night I was thinking about horses. Maybe it was because
I had watched The Three Musketeers on television; or remembering what Betsy had said earlier in the day--her favorite part of The Lord of the Rings being when the big black horses came looking for the Hobbits.
It certainly wasn't the Murgh Masala I made for dinner, which I found in Ismail Merchant's cookbook, "Passionate Meals."
Before I went to bed, I scanned a few older images:
Before church this morning, I took a few self-portraits. (I never smile.)
The sermon was entitled "Ever Thankful."
Saturday 22
From Nantucket to New York City. Yesterday I picked up five of the ten photographs
I am sending to Mitsu for his first loft art/performance/music/reading/salon event. I hope I can attend. The woman who is printing my photographs (an artist in her own right), said my work was stunning; she enjoyed printing the images and found my eye and sense of blacks and white quite amazing. All the images for Mitsu have as their theme: the quiet side of New York City. Today I am going to look for simple frames. The photo below is Liz who works at the Grand Hyatt in NYC; I had given her a photo of herself and then shot this; it makes me smile. Liz and her husband, John Basil, run the American Globe Theatre. I still need to enter
the Franz Liszt letter, update my gallery page, and work on the new issue of BirchLane.
Strange--last year we had snow in October:
Playing with old images.
Friday 21
And I Love Her.
Where we were in Maine:
Late at night I posted these.
Thursday 20
The Artist's Life or The Artist's Notebook. I have been reading during the evening and I have been too tired to write.
Wednesday 19
On Photography.
"...the most grandiose result of the photographic enterprise is to give us the sense that we can hold the whole world in our heads—as an anthology of images."
~Susan Sontag, On Photography
"As I progressed further with my project, it became obvious that it was really unimportant where I chose to photograph. The particular place simply provided an excuse to produce work... you can only see what you are ready to see - what mirrors your mind at that particular time." -George Tice, as quoted in Susan Sontag's On Photography
Tuesday 18
Let It Snow.
I think the following was from last December, too:
Monday 17 (morning)
Almost Through with List from Day Before Yesterday. Thinking of the idea: "Paint Your Own Masterpiece;"
Sunday 16
Still Working on Yesterday. I am happy, though, I sold four photographs this week, including this one:
3:45; still working on yesterday's to-do list, but making great progress---even taking time to scan some old photos:
Saturday 15
Dog Star. I have much to do today: (last updated 11/16 at 3:02)
- Print photos for Mitsu
- Print photos for people who bought images this week
Take down screensClean bathroomsBalance checkbookBudget- Work on new issue of BirchLane (on-going)
- Write my sister, Michele
- Frame photo for Jenni
- Write Helena
- Package for Fiona
- Buy light for Driveway
- Order DVD player
- Design new Christmas card
- Exercise
I am sure I am forgetting something:I did;- Finishing transcribing Liszt's letter for 11/12 entry
- Help Danielle with her Art History paper
- Clean Gutters
Find recipe for dinner; Rigatoni with Meat and Celery Sauce.- Write about my new job
- Work on Tilden Avenue
Finish scanning old negs of car/Betsy photosDesign a Photo Purchase Log.
I need to write a few sentences about new my job, which I started two weeks ago.
Friday 14
Placeholder.
Thursday 13
Remembering Rothko. This I saw today and it made me think of Mark Rothko.
Before I fell to sleep, I worked with some old negatives and the one below made me think of Maya Deren and "Meshes of an Afternoon."
Wednesday 12
Memory and Motion. Last night I continued reading Franz Liszt's letters and was struck by a few
(Note, Dear Reader, the letter is long I will need a few days to transcribe it.
I am not sure what the photo above has to with Franz Liszt, but
Later, near midnight I was taken back to here, a farm in
Thus, the Mandala,
Tuesday 11
Fitzgerald Lake. When I woke this morning, I thought of the beauty here at Fitzgerald Lake and its inspiration for Tilden Avenue
where I stopped last autumn to rest in this house of twigs
and later today, I traveled to Cheshire, Connecticut and had a great appointment here:
Monday 10
When Peace, Like a River.
Sunday 09
The Surface.
Fascinating entry to be written about church. Meanwhile:
Saturday 08
Last January. Last Night. And Tonight. This was the first time I met Andy, Tami, and Katja. All three are photographers and we were meeting at the Haymarket cafe in Northampton before we went out to shoot together for the day. Tami, who is uninsured, was recently diagnosed with cervical cancer.
Last night, I could not sleep.
Tonight there is a Lunar Eclipse:
I find this all very interesting:
Today, [and as if it was not enough] a few other factors will
dramatically increase the happening of Harmonic Concordance.
A Full Moon Total Eclipse illuminates the Sun in Scorpio!
Simultaneously, Uranus, the God of Revolutions, Change & Lightening
but also the Planet of Freedom, turns direct after several months of apparent
retrograde motion. The proactive and future-oriented energy of this planet gives
a refreshing and progressive outlook to an already active day.
The earth and water energy involved in this configuration offers
the opportunity for emotional and physical manifestations of consciousness
to elevate awareness and integration through the healing of old wounds.
This indicates a major breakthrough in releasing “stuck” energy, which could
manifest as a typical Uranian way of “kicking” doors open to wake people up
out of a profound trance. Uranus energy is fast, sudden and totally unexpected.
On a metaphysical sense, it was Uranus who has powered my searches
Believe it or not, I had no idea about what was going on [nor could ever
let you know about this] if I hadn’t bumped just some days ago and very
occasionally into a precious html extension that I archived months
before with the site crystalinks. If I hadn’t done so, I would
never be consciously aware of this day….
In this Eclipse Matter merges with Anti-Matter
Scorpio is the sign of secrets. When an eclipse happens in this sign,
something hidden surfaces to be revealed. With Uranus thrown into the
cosmic soup, we can expect that some of these revelations will be shocking to
many but liberating at the same time. Uranus is like the Tower Card in the Tarot.
The King is dethroned but the people that were in bondage to him are liberated.
The Sun in Scorpio means we are essentially called to face our fears
and let go of that which is dead and dying. We can not ascend by leaving
parts of ourselves behind, as the ascension process is all about integration of
our fragmented selves bringing it into wholeness. We need the courage of Scorpio
to dive into the cavities of our subconscious and bring those wounded and denied
parts of our selves back into fusion.
This is The Sign of Surgery, the cutting away and letting go of
refuse and that which no longer serves. While this is certainly within the will of Kosmos,
we are however, dealing with a group of humans who have been given “free-will”.
Each one of us has the power to choose whether we want to take that step
out of the enslaving grid or not. It is not, however, going to happen all by itself.
"Remember the stars impel, but they do not compel."
I was not aware of the previous Total Lunar Eclipse of 15th of May, and I did some
posts in my LJ about the Path of Lachrymology and Jung’s Psychic Surgery.
My prayers [as the posts showed] were undr a “terminal” mood and I was growing
into a higher being, however through and with the pain I was experiencing
for several reasons.
Lachrymology in the Age of Aquarium
This to tell you, that we should be aware that Psychic Surgery, "requires
precise incisions and amputations by the practitioner". In the same way
that parasitic growths flourish nicely in the darkness, Jung was also aware that
pieces of the infected Soul can be decontaminated after their amputation
once the Well is found and tapped. The same well I was looking for back then is
revealed today and it comes not with tears of pain, but of joy.
The next grid of consciousness is currently shifting from "Healing Your Issues"
to the "Manifestation & Understanding" and this, depending on what your
perception holds, may be or not linked to the Harmonic Concordance.
One of the hardest lessons for Scorpio is to forgive. When one can feel gratitude
in their heart after going through pain and suffering, one has crossed one of the
most important bridges which brings about true healing. Often the "choice" to forgive
others, including oneself, is the very key that causes those "shadows" of the past to
dissolve and disappear. We need to replace those Scorpionic tendencies of jealousy, resentment and revenge with alliance, league and support.TODAY, a very rare and special astrological event will occur...
Six planets, will be aligned in a grand sextile, a most unusual pattern.
This extraordinary configuration, clearly anticipated within the framework
of other traditions as well, is formed when six planets are distributed evenly
around the circle in near-perfect symmetry.
Even the untrained eye can easily discern the remarkable pattern in this chart.
This great moment of attunement, or Shift of the Ages is called
THE HARMONIC CONCORDANCE.
The Harmonic Concordance chart portrays a multi-dimensional mandala
in sacred geometry, offering a variety of these reminders through symbols that
are significant in many different belief systems. There’s the widespread belief,
this will open an energetic "Stargate" to the Ascention of Earth and her inhabitants.
This energy flow creates a very powerful vortex, the likes of which has not occurred
in the span of at least 2223 years and perhaps longer.
The two grand trines that are interconnected in the sextile, link together in such a
way that all the points of each triangle are connected in harmony.
Each point is 60 degrees [a sextile] from the two adjacent points all the way
around the circle. This planetary pattern has generated several symbolic by-products.
They are the "Star of David", the "Seal of Solomon" [which contains the promise of
the advent of Divine Wisdom attendant upon this moment] and the 3-dimensional
representation of the Merkabah, the Light Body Vehicle of Consciousness
[a very important symbol for those working with Light & Vibration].
The key point here is that all six planets work together in a coordinated fashion,
with the prospect of a major breakthrough in consciousness.
The Concordance announces the integral truth and it will affect collective
Human Consciousness bringing our minds to unification.
The importance of this star gate or star date, lies is in the acknowledgement
of Multidimensional Consciousness. This includes a desire to bring the
human body to its next level of R/EVOLUTION[S.
By all means, an incredible opportunity for us to participate
consciously in our expansion as an anti-species.
The occurrence of an important event in the late fall of 2003
[this portal for a planetary shift in consciousness] had already been pointed
by the Peruvian shamans of the Q'ero line [a lineage shared by both the Inca
and the Apaches]. They claimed this marks the end of the current and that a tear,
or hole in the fabric of time will appear; ultimately, those who are prepared to assemble
the changes, will be able to walk through it and into their luminous bodies.
Today you can grab your opportunity to star a better life “out the grid”.
Whether you want it nor not we are all going to be ‘”downloading”
[some consciously, everyone subconsciously] the seeds of change that will
assist us in transforming our consciousness toward healing, resolution and unity.
Once a critical mass achieves this input, a major shift in the collective global
consciousness will occur.
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Bear in mind that most of what is said on this communication was extracted from
countless sites I have been surfing. The information was retouched and reorganized,
gathered in a mish-mash fashion, but with a fully-detailed and coherent outline.
I wrote this for everyone who is coming here with the intent to look for something more…
The message has been handled and has set forth like an OM-laser beam.
More transmissions [with equally relevant material] about the
Total Lunar Eclipse will follow after this.
Yours truly, in the best days of the Konkordance-League.
Urania.
Friday 07
Instructions. Last Saturday, I buried the hawk that hit our window and died on Halloween.
And when I made the cross, digging into the earth with my hands, I wondered if the vines I ripped from Gaia were of the poison ivy family:
At lunch, I went to the post office, and found a most unusual "person" behind the wheel of a jeep:
Thursday 06
Mitsu. Two of six or seven photos I am thinking of sending Mitsu for his salon:
Quiet images of the city that never sleeps.
Wednesday 05
Tainted Love. As soon as I saw this
I thought of a song by a short-lived band from the 1980s--Soft Cell. I think my mind wandered to the thought of passion/love/red extinguished. Later, I was struck by another thought; I work with some very interesting people. (explain)
~John Ruskin (1819-1900, Writer, philosopher and artist of the 19th century)I sold my first print online today. This (printed by Shelley Lake): (link)
Tuesday 04
Hmmmm.
~Clive Barker, from "Writers Dreaming"
Monday 03 (almost complete)
What an Interesting Day. Remembering what John Updike wrote about golf in The New Yorker in an article entitled "Ode to Golf:"
I fell in love with golf when I was twenty-five. It would have been a healthier relationship had it been an adolescent romance or, better yet, a childhood crush. Though I'd like to think we've had a lot of laughs together, and even some lyrical moments, I have never felt quite adequate to her demands, and she has secrets she keeps from me. More secrets than I can keep track of; when I've found out one, another one comes out, and then three more, and by this time I've forgotten what the first one was. They are sexy little secrets that flitter around my body--a twitch of the left hip, a pronation of the right wrist, a cock of the head one way, a turn of the shoulders the other--and they torment me like fire ants in my togs; I can't quite get them out of my mind, or quite wrap my mind around them......So, why do I still love her?......Well, she's awfully pretty. All those green curves, and dewy swales, and snug little sand traps; and the way she grassily stretches here and there and then some. She makes you think big, and lifts your head up to the sky. When you connect, it's the whistle of a quail, it's the soar of a hawk, it's the sighting of a planet hitherto unseen; it's mathematical perfection wrestled from a half-buried lie; it's absolute. And golf never lets you go a round without connecting once or twice. You think she's turned her back, but, with a little smile over her nicely mowed shoulder, she lets a long putt rattle in, or a chip shot settle up close, or a seven-iron take a lucky kick off a greenside mound. Another foot to the right, and...oh, she is quite the tease...And quite the accountant, too. How can you not love a game where a three-hundred-yard drive and a two-inch putt count the same?......"
Bark. A tree that stands to the left of the driveway (pulling or backing out); to the right of the basketball hoop; sexy and as it pertains to golf: a hazard. A tree hazard. My new job.
And I receive this today:
Elizabeth Pierson Friend was my mother. She died this summer very unexpectedly, and after her death we found she had several poems in progress on her computer - this one was completed. She had written poetry while at Smith College in 1952 and 1953, and came in second place in a Poetry contest. The winner of that Poetry contest was none other than Sylvia Plath. I hope that helps a bit more with the mystery. I miss her dearly. Sunday 02
Remembering Twin Peaks.
Saturday 01
The Pilgrim Hawk. I buried her where she fell.
