Spread #93- The Nature Of Journaling #1 May 25, 2010Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
I am a mini-representation of nature, and my journal is a mini-representation of me. My journal and I are all that is in nature…moving and still, continuos and surprising, majestic and simple, timeless and timely, forceful and fragile, mundane and heavenly. We are mountains, trees, roots, branches, leaves, valleys, rivers, wind. We are fire. We are rain. We are light. My journal and I are all that is in nature. I know that for a fact and I am clear about it especially since yesterday when I came back from my art journaling weekend retreat in Crestline, San Bernardino Mountains. It was snowing, and when does it ever snow in the end of May in Southern California? I was humbled by the weather, by the whiteness. I was humbled to witness up close the capacity of humans to be magnificently passionate about their lives, about the process of creating a rich nature journal that is both modest and expansive at the same time and by their capacity to be passionate about being connected with others in some magical ways. Henry Miller said: “The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.”…And I agree wholeheartedly.