NYC: More

The Big Apple

NYC: The Big Apple

NYC: The Big Apple

NYC: The Big Apple

NYC: The Big Apple, Chelsea

NYC: The Big Apple

NYC: The Big Apple, Chelsea

NYC: The Big Apple

NYC: The Big Apple

Early Spring

Gloucester, Low Tide

Mime, Quincy Market, Boston

Trawler Refit, Gloucester, MA

Winter

Newbury St. Boston

Pruner of Bonsais

Provincetown

Thought for the Day

Spring: Cape Cod

Mt. Auburn Cemetery, Cambridge

North Shore, Pigeon Cove

Spring

Spring in Black and White

Boston

A Walk in the Neighborhood

A Saturday Afternoon At Quincy Market

A Saturday Afternoon at Quincy Market

A Saturday Afternoon in Quincy Market

Spring in Boston

Free Tibet

Mt. Auburn Cemetery Re Edit

Metropolitan, NYC

Jingo, Squeteague Harbor, Cape Cod

Seal Rock Road, Cape Cod

MFA

H.A. Burnham, Boat Builders, Essex, MA

MFA 10 March 09

Squeteague Harbor

New Edits

Winter: Lane's Cove

Winter: Quissett Harbor

Winter: Squeteague Harbor

Off Scraggy Neck Rd.

Trawlers

New Edits: Statues: Greater Boston

NYC

NYC: Metropolitan Museum

Boston

Summer: Greater Boston

New Edits

Parker's Boat Yard, Red Brook Harbor Rd.

Quissett Harbor

Woods Hole

New Edits--North Shore

Gloucester, North Shore

Boston: Late Summer

Wednesday Afternoon

Trinity Church

A Matter of Perspective

See the world as God.

As God, see the world.

Sw. Anantananda

Cape Cod

Around the Corner from Harvard Books

Massachusetts State Legislature Building

Harvard Square

The Perfect Relationship

Although laziness, desires, and lack of faith may besiege you, you should never ask for anything. The question of asking should not even arise, for if you ask for something it will take you far away from the Guru. Stay with him, requesting nothing. Do not wonder when you will attain the Truth. Pray, meditate, and wait patiently with love. Learn to forget yourself in meditation. Satsang is very mysterious. If you simply stay in the Guru's company with great care, the right time will eventually come, and then you will attain perfection. Everything has its own season for ripening, and yours will also arrive. When the guru's glance of grace and compassion falls on you, you will become ripe.

The Perfect Relationship by Sw. Muktananda, page 86

Harvard Square

Old Burying Ground, Harvard Square

4 November 2008

Lord, we ain't what we want to be; we ain't what we ought to be; we ain't what we gonna be; but, thank God, we ain't what we was.


Martin Luther King
Hawaii Legislature 1959
Quoting a Preacher who used to be a slave

Election Day on the Charles River, Cambridge

Cambridge, 4 Nov. 2008

In Arrow St., Cambridge

Early Fall: Quissett Harbor

End of the Season: Parker Boat Yard

Halloween on Scraggy Neck Rd

Wood's Hole

Barnstable County, Cape Cod

Provincetown

Provincetown

Hospital Cove

Beneath the Nobska Light

Monk's Cove

Squeteague Harbor in April

Squeteague Harbor in April

Seal Rock Lane

Cape Cod

Wood's Hole

Wood's Hole

Bartholomew Gosnold's voyage in 1602 in his little ship Concord from Falmouth, England, to Cape Cod is thought by many to have been the first landing in recorded history of a European in Woods Hole. According to John Brereton, who sailed with Gosnold, "we went in our light horseman from this island, right against this island some two leagues off, where coming ashore we stood awhile like ravished at the beautie and delicacie of this sweet soile; for besides divers cliere Lakes of fresh water, (whereof we saw no end) Medowes very large and full of grasse; even the most wood places...doe grow so distinct and apart, one tree from another upon greene grassie ground, somewhat higher than the plaines, as if Nature would shew her selfe above her power, artificiall. Hard by we espied seven Indians and cumming up to them at first they expressed some feare; but being emboldned by our courteous usuage and some trifles which we gave them the folowed us to a necke of land, which imagined had beem severed from the maine..." Samuel de Champlain sailed south along the outer Cape Cod shore in 1605 and could have landed at Woods Hole, possibly as early as 1605. in Woods Hole Reflections, edited by Mary Lou Smith, pp 5-7.

Floating

Saul Leiter

I must admit I am not a member of the ugly school. I have a great regard for certain notions of beauty even though to some it is an old fashioned idea. Some photographers think that by taking pictures of human misery, they are addressing a serious problem. I do not think that misery is more profound than happiness. Saul Leiter in Saul Leiter p. 14

Harvard's Dexter Gate

Harvard Square

Harvard Square

Harvard Square

Early Fall, Parker Boat Yard, Red Brook Harbor Rd

The Boston Public Library

The Boston Public Library

Nantucket: In the Realm of the Financial Derivative, Credit-Default Swaps, Libor Rates, de leveraging, Bernard L. Madoff, and the Dead Cat Bounce

The median price of a home on Nantucket rose from $1.86 million to $1.90 million in the last year.

Quissett Harbor: Early Fall

Quissett Harbor: Early Fall

Mother and Daughter

City of Eight

According to Ksemaraja there are three bodies: the gross physical body, the subtle body and the supreme body. The supreme body contains all the principles and energies ranging from the vital breath up to the threshold of the energy of Transmental consciousness. The subtle body is the City of Eight. Rajanaka Rama makes no mention of the supreme body, but does refer to the City of Eight as the subtle body and to the gross physical body which develops out of it. The City of Eight is the subtle body which transmigrates after death to a new physical body. The individual soul (jiva) who transmigrates in this way is the subjectivity which identifies itself with the City of Eight and consists of Karma. This subjectivity is transported from life to life along with the obscuring coverings, inner and external sense organs, the subtle and gross elements, all of which are sustained and presided over by the Wheel of Energies. Deposited in the City of Eight are the latent traces of past actions which are at the root of the many desires that govern the behavior of the fettered. This is true not only of those accumulated and operant in a single life span, but also those that are transmitted from life to life. Just as these latent tendencies influence behavior in this life and so contribute to creating the circumstances in which the soul finds himself, they also induce particular types of rebirth.

When active in the physical body, the City of Eight contains not only all the physical sensations transmitted through the senses, but also the conflicting turmoil of inner sensations. Identification with the City of Eight is bondage. When this identification is overcome, the soul discovers his authentic subjectivity and so, no longer affected by pleasure and pain, experiences only the natural, innate bliss of consciousness. He then experiences the physical body as something external to him, like a cloak that covers him, with which he is not inherently connected. In this way he is liberated and becomes like Siva while the body he resides in is felt to be nothing more than a mere machine--just a vehicle of consciousness and not at all its essence. Mark S.G. Dyczkowski, The Stanzas on Vibration, p. 263-264

NYC: Broadway

The Umbrella

Lame Duck Books, in Arrow St, Cambridge

But natheless, whil I have tyme and space,
Er that I ferther in this tale pace,
Me thynketh it accordant to resoun
To telle yow al the conicioun
Of ech of hem, so as it semed me
And whiche they weren, and of what degree,
And eek in what array that they were inne.

Geoffrey Chaucer in Mapplethorpe: Assault With a Deadly Camera by Jack Fritscher, Ph.D p. 17

Revolutionary Burial Ground, Tremont St. Boston

Kings Chapel Burying Ground, Tremont St. Boston

Trinity Church, Boston

Trinity Church, Boston

Summer: Boston Commons

Newbury St.

Quincy Market: Abercrombie & Fitch

Boston: In Front of Monument to Col. Shaw's 54th Regiment

Celine Dion Tickets, Montreal

At the Celine Dion Concert, Montreal

Paul Revere

Newbury St: Boston

Trinity Church: Boston

Edward Everett Hale: Boston Garden

Trinity Church: Boston

Notre Dame: Montreal

Quincy Market

Untitled

North Shore

Scented Herbage of My Breast

Scented herbage of my breast,
Leaves from you I glean I write, to be perused best afterwards,
Tomb-leaves, body-leaves growing up above me above death
Perennial roots, tall leaves, O the winter shall not freeze you
delicate leaves.
Every year shall you bloom again, out from where you retired you
shall emerge again:
O I do not know whether many passing by will discover you or
inhale your faint odeor, but I believe a few will:
O slender leaves! O blossoms of my blood? I permit you to tell in
your own way of the heart that is under you,
O I do not know what you mean there underneath yourselves, you
are not happiness,
You are often more bitter than I can bear, y ou burn and sting me,
Yet you are beautiful to me you faint ringed roots, you make me
think of death,
Death is beautiful from you, (what indeed is finally beautiful
except death and love?)
O I think it is not for life I am chanting here my chant of lovers, I
think it must be for death,
For how calm, how solemn it grows to ascend to the atmosphere of
lovers.
Death or life I am then indifferent, my soul declines to prefer,
(I am not sure but the high sould of lovers welcomes death most,)
Indeed O death, I think now these leaves mean precisely the same
as you mean,
Grow up taller sweet leaves that I may see! grow up out of my
breast!
Spring away from the conceal'd heart there!
Do not fold yourself so in your pink-tinged roots timid leaves!
Do not remain down there so ashamed, herbage of my breast!
Come I am determin'd to unbare this broad brest of mine, I have
long enough stifled and choked;
Emblematic and capricious blades I leave you, now you serve me
not,
I will say what I have to say by itself,
I will sound myself and comrades only, I will never again utter a
call only their call,
I will raise with it immortal reverberations through the States,
I will give an example to lovers to take permanent shape and will
through the States,
Through me shall the words be said to make death exhilarating,
Give me your tone therefore O death, that I may accord with it,
Give me ourself, for I see that you belong to me now above all,
and are folded inseparable together, you love and death are,
Nor will I allow you to balk me any more with what is was calling
life,
For now it is convey'd to me that you are the purports essential,
That you hide in these shifting forms of life, for reasons, and that
they are mainly for you,
That you beyond them come forth to remain, the real reality,
That behind the mask of materials you patiently wait, no matter
how long,
That you will one day perhaps take control of all,
That you will perhaps dissipate this entire show of appearance,
That may-be you are what is all for, but it does not last so very
long.
But you will last very long.

Walt Whitman, Poetry and Prose

Quincy Market

Brookline Public Library

Parker's Boat Yard: Red Brook Harbor Rd.

Wood's Hole

Harvard's Arnold Arboretum

Harvard's Arnold Arboretum

Old Burying Ground, Harvard Square

Quissett Harbor

Mort's House: Scraggy Neck Rd.

Squeteague Harbor

Harvard's Arnold Arboretum

Harvard's Arnold Arboretum

Boston

Boston: Revolutionary Cemetary, Tremont St.

Boston

Quincy Market

Quincy Market

Boston: Copp's Hill Burying Ground

Quincy Market

Boston: Revolutionary Cemetary

Harvard Square

North End Boston

Summer at Quissett Harbor

Summer at Squeteague Harbor

Godzilla

Boston: Copp's Hill Burying Ground

Harvard Square

Father's Day

Iraq and Afghanistan

Spring: Cape Cod

Cape Cod: The 17 Year Cicada

Details: Boston MFA

Provincetown, MA

MFA, Boston

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Spring: Cape Cod

Quincy Market, Boston

Harvard Square

The T at Harvard Square

Harvard Square

Harvard Square

Harvard Square

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Boston Common: Free Tibet

Cambridge: Free Tibet

Cambridge: Free Tibet

Cambridge: Free Tibet

NYC

NYC: Central Park South and 5th Ave

NYC Broadway

NYC: Broadway

NYC: Central Park West