Living and Dying by the Sea

Home is where you hang your hat and make a pot of stew. It's family and friends and tradition and tears and its all ours. We cannot blame people for staying in the wake of a hurricane because home is who we are and where we find ourselves. And sometimes outsider's do not welcome us if we do leave. And who has 5000 dollars for two weeks stay when your home is covered in mold and getting worse all the time. Food supplies, support, access and understanding is needed for people who experience a hurricane. We need to help them keep their homes.

Community

I only wish we could share more generously.

Temple Abode

We spend much of our lives in our home. Yet the temple of our body is also temporary.  The body is free. Why should a simple clean and safe dwelling place cost and make scavengers rich? What happened to This Land Is Your Land....? Perhaps all animals covet and hoard from the others. As if it's theirs.

Never Alone

Though we may isolate and feel misunderstood, we are never alone.
We have to figure it out together.

Destruction

In the storm, all is turned upside down. Nothing is truly safe and all sense their vulnerabilities.  Water wind and sea representatives of chaos in the ancient world still can put us to our knees. Recalling the storm,  stories of a huge wall of eels and fish, water and wind shifting whole buildings, silent vacuum, and horizontal rain marks a world gone mythically awry. And then comes the dawn; ships on highways, crocodiles in sewers, snakes behind doors and creeping molds of all kinds. No electricity, no water, and sometimes no food.
Everyone is brought to the same playing field.
How would you behave?

Leaving The Known

In life we think we have control of what unfolds. We don't. We can modulate our responses to what occurs around us, however we cannot control others, the weather, or even the changes that take place in our bodies. Now some have developed the nuances of influencing the body and the mind and practice creative responses to the enfoldings. And we have and continue to have intensions and goals we work towards and often accomplish.  But nature and time play a role and we find how very dependent we are on other people. Nature and mystery.

Creative Recovery

The island now is dotted with wooden carved statues where once trees lived. We take whats died in us and allow it to be transformed into something else thats beautiful.

Water

The devastation of a hurricane changes everything.  Normal is gone; you're in survival mode. And yet sharing and compassion are most obvious. We cannot get through alone.

Mourning of The Eye

Transformation

The trip to Chi Town has been completed, but the journey is not over. We experienced Bear's son and his band play that Late Thursday Night two weeks ago. Beautiful Drifter played The Elbo Room and we caught his song Tragic Groove. It was a powerful night. We were ecstatic that we actually made our goal. Chicago in 24 hours!  And though we got lost on the way home, we made it back to the kids house they're sharing before the Beautiful Drifter even got home. And we met for the first time the newest member of the Bear Clan. It was a spectacular gift.
And now, two weeks later, we continue our journey.
I just took my photos down from Trianon Coffee on Beacaves and looking for another venue to share our jouney. I will be posting pictures and memories out of the film project Mouning of The Eye.
Thanks for staying tuned.

Choices

When we are alive we face choices. To change to stay the same to question to encourage to critique to accept the changes. What are the ways we decide and how we understand these realities that surround us define who we are becoming.