Photography

  • The Alpha Was the Omega

    When I picked up this journal to write my first entry, I couldn't tell which cover was the front and which was the back; they were identical, without title page, manufacturer's stamp, ISBN or price tag…completely, totally blank. What the heck!? I flipped… Continue reading

  • Why I Blog

    It's 3:00 AM on Sunday morning, the 14th of November. I'm doing something I've not done in the ten weeks since I first started blogging on August 31…I'm writing this post from scratch, directly into TypePad (the blogging software/website). I'm doing… Continue reading

  • Dreaming of Uncle Karl

    Many of the people in our lives (friends, parents, siblings, neighbors, co-workers), become archetypes with which we build meaning, the pantheon of our personal mythology, the gods and goddesses of our private Mt. Olympi. Nowhere is this clearer than in… Continue reading

  • Returning

    So I return from a time away, where I have been immersed in negativity and cynicism. I was getting sucked in. Not what I wanted. Not healthy. In such a beautiful setting, ripe with delight and creativity, it's a shame.… Continue reading

  • Song Lyrics

    Why do some song lyrics stick with us? What process determines which ones run over and over at the threshold of consciousness? Is this a process governed by the subconscious? It could be that the lyrics that stick are the ones… Continue reading

  • Fearful Questions

    The trick, in uncertain times, is not to let your decisions be ruled by questions that arise from fear. As Thomas Merton points out, "A huge network of anxious questions surrounds us and begins to guide many, if not most… Continue reading

  • Ancient Child

    Within me lives the ancient child–core, innocent, authentic, divine. He is the essential, foundational me. All the rest of me–my history, personality, web of relationships, accomplishments–is spun from and around this timeless boy. So much can accumulate that he is… Continue reading

  • Duality? Meh!

    Contraries no longer interest me. Text and image © 2010 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.   Continue reading

  • Letting Go

    Strive for nothingness, the point of complete surrender, of acknowledged helplessness, weakness, poverty, detachment. All ideas of self released. Paradoxically, ironically, in surrender we finally know freedom—from pretense, fruitless self-talk, dissatisfaction, fear, superiority, jealousy, anger. We enter peace, compassion, clarity,… Continue reading

  • I Want to Be a Cat

    I want to be a cat, and not just any cat, of course: I want to be a cat owned by me. That would be a very good life. Willy plays in the study. As I write, I hear a… Continue reading