by Tim Girvin | May 28, 2002 | Writings
I was watching a little bird, caught in the gusts and grasping of the storm, the calling from the heart of chaos. And I felt for the little bird, scurrying — trying to find its way away…from the grasping and twisting of the storm. But, the storming was...
by Tim Girvin | Apr 15, 2002 | Writings
Yesterday, Sunday — at the soft breaking of greydawn, merging out over the bay, the waters shuffling the mottled stormlight, there was a great wind (coming southwest), blistering over the grasses, stones and trees below, on Decatur Island, where I live —...
by Tim Girvin | Apr 7, 2002 | Writings
Greetings! This is a personal exploratory of the meaning of the gesture. It speaks to my own work, in experimenting with creative communication; yet as well, it explores my professional interests. We all know that listening, with intention, involves the observation of...
by Tim Girvin | Mar 1, 2002 | Writings
Greetings. I hope that this missive finds you well. This message has two parts, but in a way, they both speak to transcribing and reflecting compassion. And using creativity, in illustrating this human feeling. R I C H A R D G E R E ’S F O U N D A T I O N As you...
by Tim Girvin | Feb 16, 2002 | Writings
Here, it’s spectacularly beautiful. So quiet and cold, but brilliantly sunny, glinting and glimmering splintering of light; it’s shimmering the ceiling. So it is good to be here, alone, for at least the time being. Others, client types, coming later, with...
