by Tim Girvin | Dec 18, 2010 | Diary
The leap — any jump, the reach, the leap out into the blue — it’s that moment when all unfolds in risk and adventure — but in the burst of imagination, it all must be placed there. Jump into the breach. New Mexico It would seem that the real...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 18, 2010 | Diary
The Meditation When you are standing, looking out into the sky — westward, the sun, a cauldron, the clouds swirl — every moment is a new revelation; everything is in flux, the flow of the skyward mists. And sometimes, it’s good to simply stand. In...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 17, 2010 | Diary
LOOKING SACRED | NEW MEXICO There’s surely something to the sanctity of the ground here — out, the plains, the sky, the mesa, the long reach — the endless road to the iced horizon; incredible. But there is, too, the spirit of the sanctified in the...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 14, 2010 | Diary
New Mexico Heading out to a monastery out in the wilderness, I saw a sign — far off road, with a view beyond to the mesa of the south. I was struck by this sign, which seemed to be saying — “here, there’s something to be seen.” But the...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 13, 2010 | Diary
THE GHOST | GHOST RANCH In the deep dreams of New Mexico, I was thinking about a visitation, a ghost, a spirit, that reached out during a thundering storm — lightning flashing — and during that flash, there she was, hanging there. In that one moment...
