We walked the labyrinth as a memorial to our friend Nancy who died last December. She was an avid swimmer and for many years lived on Cape Cod. She was part of our group of five that were great friends from High School and beyond. We will miss her. The fish is made with self-hardening clay and like the labyrinth, will be safely reclaimed by the ocean with the high tide.
“Sacred Corners” 17 x 23 inch Giclée Print by Carl Sesto
“Unlike a journey, a pilgrimage is a journey into the landscape of the soul.” —Vivienne Hull
We will be hosting an evening talk and slide shows on the subject of Pilgrimage at the Carriage House on the Maudslay Estate in Newburyport, Ma in January or February of 2016. Carl Sesto and Rose Russo will present images and speak about the pilgrimage they took in North West Spain traveled since the 12th century, Santiago De Compostella and Joanne Rowley will present her images of the pilgrimage to Iona, a small island off the coast of Scotland where the Book of Kells was worked on during the 10th century.
I will be posting more information when we set the date. This is sure to be an inspiring evening of sharing. I look forward to seeing you there. Cameron
“Many traditional societies believe that the Four Rivers of Life—Inspiration, Challenge, Surprise, and Love—sustain them, and connect them to great gifts. They also believe that if they fail to stay connected to these rivers, they succumb to “walking the procession of the living dead: and begin to experience soul loss, depression, stagnation, or other manifestations of acedia.” ~Angeles Arrien, The Second Half of Life
Ideas, art projects, or relationship concerns that have yet to be brought into the light of my understanding are gaining strength below the surface of my awareness. I am always in these cycles of incubation and manifestation. The seed needs time to develop before it can be harvested.
This brings up a conversation of risk and fear. C says, “When you’re ready, there is no risk.” But I’m wondering if risk isn’t proceeding in the face of fear—moving through and learning from the uncertainty, rather than waiting for a feeling of safety.
“What moves me at this time of my life, on this journey, are the things that seem simple and are creations that cling to the tides of life like the water marks, dents and designs in the flesh of the sand. The sea washes ashore creating these ruts that keep returning every time the ocean sweeps the sand. These returning creations are rituals every day nearby me and I am moved by how cyclical it all is, making life feel simple … I respond to this.” Leslie