Kaleidoscope #698


There can be no transforming of darknss into light and of apathy into movement without emotion.
― Carl Gustav Jung

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found these lovely and unusual flowers in a small garden near my parking deck in downtown Richmond, VA. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #697


How satisfying it is to leave a mark on a blank surface. To make a map of my movement – no matter how temporary.
― Craig Thompson, Blankets

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. A soft blue sky, taken before leaving for work one morning No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #695


All that is important is this one moment in movement. Make the moment important, vital, and worth living. Do not let it slip away unnoticed and unused.
― Martha Graham

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. It was sent to me by a good friend who happens to spend his days outside as a postal carrier. These lovely mimosa blooms were found along his delivery route. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from his smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #694


In the days that follow, it’s movement, not stillness, that helps to keep the grief at bay.
Veronica Roth, Allegiant 

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found this interesting bush in the decorative planter outside my office building in downtown Richmond, VA. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #693


A beauty neither of fine colour nor long eyelash, nor pencilled brow, but of meaning, of movement, of radiance.
― 
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found these lovely and unusual flowers in a small garden near my parking deck in downtown Richmond, VA. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #692


To live a spiritual life we must first find the courage to enter into the desert of our loneliness and to change it by gentle and persistent efforts into a garden of solitude. The movement from loneliness to solitude, however, is the beginning of any spiritual life because it it is the movement from the restless senses to the restful spirit,l from the outward-reaching cravings to the inward-reaching search, from the fearful clinging to the fearless play.
― 
Henri J.M. Nouwen, Reaching Out: The Three Movements of the Spiritual Life 

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found these bright redbuds when I took a lunchtime walk around the capital grounds in Richmond, VA. These lined the wall of the Governor’s Mansion. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #691


There is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock. People so tired, mutilated either by love or no love
― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found these lovely and unusual flowers in a small garden near my parking deck in downtown Richmond, VA. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #690


sounds of life and movement, people getting ready and people giving up, the sound of hope and the sound of hanging on, and behind them all, the quiet, deadly ticking of a thousand hungry clocks…
Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary 

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found this interesting bush in the decorative planter outside my office building in downtown Richmond, VA. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.

Kaleidoscope #689


The brain is locked in total darkness, of course, children, says the voice. It floats in a clear liquid inside the skull, never in the light. And yet the world it constructs in the mind is full of light. It brims with color and movement. So how, children, does the brain, which lives without a spark of light, build for us a world full of light?
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See 

 

 

 

Below is the original photo used to create this image. I found these lovely and unusual flowers in a small garden near my parking deck in downtown Richmond, VA. No special lighting or retouching, just a snap from my smart phone.