Weekly Photo Challenge: Patterns
In my book, there’s no better example of patterns than the Dushanbe Tea House in Boulder. This palace is a work of art, inside and out. I’m not going to go into a history lesson on the origin of this building. I will say that it is mind-blowing. I was continually restraining myself from taking a non-stop flood of photos, for fear that I would disrupt the zen-like atmosphere for fellow tea patrons. I did notice waiters in my peripheral doing their best to politely get around me as I blocked walkways in a mesmerizing stupor. It was similar to an out of body experience I suppose. I was observing how much of a nuisance that I was being, but was unable to correct my actions. The chai was also quite good. Just figured I’d add that.
The first thing that came to mind when I thought of change was the ocean. Looking back on the single most transformational period in life, I am still able to hear the seagulls squawking and the waves crashing on the beach as my eyes transfix on the endless tide rolling in. For the couple years spent living near the ocean, my mind was opened to a new way of seeing the world. I have no doubt that my daily ritual of gazing into the sea was a major catalyst for change.
While I’ve moved away from the coast, I’ve come to find that there is no real substitute for it. My heart continues to long for it. Yet water in general seems to give me a bit of that fix, from watching the current travel downstream, to staring into a wind-rippled reflection.
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Weekly Photo Challenge: Changing Seasons
After recently coming across an article where Whole Foods’ CEO John Mackey admitted to supporting Monsanto by carrying products with GMO’s, I felt a bit blind-sided. I had heard rumors about the possible connection but nothing was confirmed, so I assumed the allegations were false. So upon finding this information to be true, I decided to share this new information with as many people as I could. Facebook appeared to be the obvious option. It worked, I managed to get other people to be upset with me. But It didn’t seem to make me feel any better.
What has made me feel better is the whole-hearted belief that something actually can be done about it. Do I plan to start a protest in front of a Whole Foods store and invite the media? Nah. Someone else can take that route. My solution lies in the consumer’s hands. After-all, do you really expect the CEO of an enormous company to change their business plan for a cluster of angry protesters? I personally don’t. However, I do think they would be likely to take action if they see that company profits are plummeting due to products rotting or collecting dust on the shelves.
And this is where you and I come into play. One step we can take is to avoid purchasing products with corn. Right now, genetically modified corn is on the verge of taking over the last of our fertile soil in this country. Wanna know why? Because it’s cheap and easy to grow/harvest and we have been naive enough to allow it to infiltrate our products. Less corn means less control for Monsanto. The other step is to buy organic as much as possible (the whole buy more, pay less mentality does indeed have consequences). That doesn’t mean you need to rack up a credit card bill to make the switch to organic. Simply make an effort, within your means.
I do not feel helpless in this fight for our food. I simply feel that it is a time for all of us to be more honest about where our money is going in an attempt to take back the land that we love. By letting companies know that we demand a more pure product, we can directly watch the supply chain work its way back to purity.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Reflections
A nomad moves quickly in search of something: a place of rest, an experience, a deeper connection. Sometimes those that surround me feel like familiar strangers. On this search, may I continue to find rest in all that is. May I remember that I am in this one particular place for the expansion of the soul.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Thankful
There’s no doubt in my mind that the camera has helped me through some difficult times. During periods where I am delusional enough to feel like I am completely alone, I still have my trusty camera, allowing me to let any troubles drift away. With my camera in hand, I have no idea how much time is slipping by and have no recollection of what made me feel so alone in the first place. It doesn’t matter. All I really need to focus on is this one moment in front of the lens. Everything else can wait.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal
Biking was the first thing that came to mind when I thought of renewal. It’s a place that I can go to in order to let go. The more stressed I am, the harder I ride. It’s as if I’m in a race with everything negative in life, and if I ride fast enough, I can beat it, and the worries drift away. Sometimes it only lasts for a brief moment. But honestly, I’d rather have that for a flash, than not at all. The bicycle to me can also be a bit of a portal, allowing me to travel back in time to my childhood, where there really wasn’t anything to worry about. There was only the road.