by Tim Girvin | Feb 6, 2009 | Diary
In that exploration, that movement to see, I ponder what I’ve seen, what I’ve missed, what I’ve scene, what I’ve mist. In my experience — it’s that moment of attention — what might be sensed in the light, the energy of the...
by Tim Girvin | Jan 20, 2009 | Diary
I reach back, I go back, in recollection. I recall: Notes on a ritual: When I think back, on that day when my father called, to tell me that Matt had been killed – I was standing on the island, looking out in the morning light, to a grouping of stones that stand...
by Tim Girvin | Jan 4, 2009 | Diary
9. every journey is yet anouther spiral, in the spin of living, yet this whorl keeps turning and we stride inside the whirl of this ever outer arc, that turns in, turns out, unfolding a reel of beauty that is the real explication: that string which is the circle,...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 29, 2008 | Diary
A Love of Wild Trees, the last of the series Meditations on the tree, that is not a tree… And this is the tenth in a series, of ten, from https://tim.girvin.com/Entries/index.php. A pine grove | Decatur Island When I contemplate this series, writing about trees,...
by Tim Girvin | Dec 24, 2008 | Diary
what rises, will fall. as you might know, now, my computer was stolen in the office, yesterday. People all around. In, there, out. Some people saw this person, connected and tried to escort him away — but he seemed to know a lot about me — card in hand,...
