by Tim Girvin | Jul 12, 2011 | Diary
WHAT FIRE COMES IN A HOSE? Watching fire, I see a channel, it’s a breathing entity — while there is wind, the fire inhales and there is a kind of beautiful translation. I can’t take my eyes off of the smolder, the coals, the roaring Anything that has...
by Tim Girvin | Jul 11, 2011 | Diary
A PLACE OF MEDITATION; AND A MEDITATION ON PLACE: ST. IGNATIUS | SEATTLE UNIVERSITY An urban ark: a place of transport, safety and preservation of tradition and recollection. I’VE TRAVELED the world, exploring spiritual sites (and sights) from the Jokhang temple...
by Tim Girvin | Jul 8, 2011 | Diary
The big question always comes as the off hand remark, that if you’re listening to the sentence, the clause, the note — it appears, right there. The big ask is the simplest. It is the foundation of question — the why, the where, the who. What? And...
by Tim Girvin | Jun 18, 2011 | Diary
I’VE GOT A VIBRATION, ABOUT THIS PLACE. ENERGY RIPPLES. WHILE I’M STANDING in this crowd, in this place, I do have a vibe about context and the weaving of people in this intersection. It’s the space between, and the nature of the people (and each...
by Tim Girvin | Jun 15, 2011 | Diary
EVEN IN THE HEART AND THE HEAT OF THE DAY A RESPITE, FORESHADOWED In the kind and glimmering light of so many that have reached with greetings this day. Working for most of the day, till the long past sunset, I’m grateful to all, for your kind sharing. It means...
by Tim Girvin | Jun 15, 2011 | Diary
WHAT IS THE POINT OF KNOWING? As I’m walking, I come to the known point. And like the Zen adage — “right now, in everything that informs me, I know only what I know — I know nothing more.” What that intones is that the grasp of human...
