Week 2 - Great Ocean Road
August 18th, 2008
Great Ocean Road………. “Gravedigger, when you dig my grave can you make
it shallow so I can feel the rain”
G’day boys and girls. Peter has been teaching me to speak
Australian and my “no dramas”, “no worries mate” etc
seem to roll off the tongue quite easily now. Clearly in the written word.I can not do the accent.
Peter and I took time our for this self self portrait.
Do you think my bumb looks big in this? Shorts seem very modest, covering
my knees. Really must change my wardrobe.
We have been dogged by poor light and bad weather all
week but hopefully you will like some of the images we managed to get despite
the weather. Also we chose to visit great ocean road on bank holiday weekend
and so all the hotels were full and had a nightmare of a time trying to
find a bed. Despite these high class problems and a run in with a large Kangaroo we managed
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN.. Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
The poem by ROBERT FROST dedicated to fellow seekers,
those brave souls who exercise the courage to leave the crowd and find
their home to a place called authenticity
” How can we live from a place of authenticity when
we so much of what is around us is false? I am not sure yet, but I am
trying to find out.
Being out here in the wonder of the landscape, surrounded
by it’s beauty, accompanied by my son is a great gift and a time for being
present in what is here now in front of me. Aware of my own imperfections
and limitations it is wonderful to be here with my son and it makes me
proud as a father to listen to him as we talk about many things that touch
us in our lives. We laugh a lot too and his irreverence is testament to
his love and indivuality.
Peter gives me hope. He is a very aware and sensitive
young man with an open and good heart. I am human. I struggle daily with
my limitations, fears and patterns. I remember Nelson Mandeles words and
to many fear is more precious than taking the risks life presents to us.
Being that raw is fearful and unlimiting but you don’t know that until
you know that and there is no way of knowing if you will ever know until
you know. Our blocks to love keep us trapped and insecure. Sorry, I’m
off on one of my rambles but I am sure somebody out there understands.
We think that our safe haven lies in our control but
it does not.There is a lot of unconditional love present in the car as
we travel from point to point. Our boundaries are on a map, not in our
hearts.Control keeps us in the mind and away from the wonder of who we
are. Written by a man that knows and still struggles with this every day
of his life, but not today.
Left …Tower in Melbourne shot by Peter
” I am blessed to be surrounded by many extraordinary
people in my life. For all who have helped in the shaping of me and my
ideas, encouraged me to dream big dreams, I am deeply grateful
” And finally I must acknowledge my two incredible
children, Emily and Peter for teaching me the meaning of unconditional
love both in it’s giving and receiving
The purpose of human life, I believe, is to walk the path
of this great awakening of SELF and to return home to who you once were.
” WOMB or TOMB….Born into perfection..thats my belief and the
state to which we are all bound to return. That is our purpose
” In the instant after you were born, you were fearless, pure love.
May your dark nights of the soul be few and far between.
And may you shine so brightly that, at the end of your days, all will
pause and say “Ah , there was one who lived life fully and completely”……
Waterfall in Grampians
” The whole reason we are alive is to grow into our greater selves
and remember the truth of who we fundamentally are.
” Until the shell that covers our hearts cracks only then will the
process begin of emptying self of all the lies that we have clung to about
who we are, why we are here, and how this remarkable world of ours truly
functions.
This crack takes time and when the itch that has been unscratchable becomes
too unbearable only then will the mind finally surrender to the only true
seer, the heart. We are a society crippled by intellectual arrogance.
Fearful of that we crave most and lost in the trance of our daily treadmill.
Water makes me feel calm. We had a long trek to get to this beauty
but it was worth it. Shot a lot of black and white film but that will
have to wait for viewing when I get back to Greenacres
END of WEEK 2 and please forgive my poor web layout and design
and introspection on the business of being.
