I am rather fascinated by the granary and the clay pottery. So many opportunities for composition studies. Maybe too many, hmm? Even though I have moved on, and I am visiting new places, I will share these photos of pots in this post, and then I will share photos of the cemetery at Tumacacori National Historic Park tomorrow.
I was asked, after I wrote about sitting in the garden at Tumacacori, what I heard and felt as I rested in that sacred space.
I let my thoughts flow freely as I sat there, as I took in this ancient place, still filled with the “ancient.” And as my thoughts came, I thought about freedom. It was as if this place was filled with an energy that was all about seeking freedom.
I sat mostly in silence, and listened–to the birds singing, the wind rustling the dried grasses, the footsteps retreating from me, and I wrote only a few words in my journal. As the thoughts came, I wrote, no censoring, no editing.
Give us our freedom.
Give us our freedom,
but we were never freed.Now you say, “Let me be free.”
And your request has been answered.Do not look back at the past; live in this moment.
Take this gift, give thanks, move on.
As I spend my time exploring southern Arizona on my own, I have been thinking a great deal about freedom, but also about connectedness, about creating, about making meaning.
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Bo Mackison is a photographer and owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She is living in Tucson for two months, exhibiting her photography in art shows, taking photographs of Arizona landmarks, both historical and natural, and blogging about photography, art fairs, and learning to live on her own. It is an experience well worth the effort.
I feel your freedom, Bo. And your connectedness, creating and making meaning; but don’t forget the possibilities! They are all gifts to be treasured and to give thanks for.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts from your journal with us. 🙂
You are so right–a huge gift to be treasured, to do the most I can with it.
Thank you for that lovely post Bo. Your journal words are simple and lovely and say it just how it is. Your photographs add to the words by being simple and beautiful too.
Thanks, Angie. It’s a place that seems to need simple words, but the ideas–not so simple at all.
Simply lovely. I’m enjoying the vicarious tour of AZ.
You’d love Arizona. You’d love the fact that there is no snow or ice right now! 🙂
Thank you for sharing that with us, Bo. And thank you so much for sharing your journey. 🙂
Why, you are welcome, Robin. It’s a journey I really want to have the privilege of sharing–an important part of my journey is documenting it.
Love how you’re weaving your words in with your images. Am loving ‘observing’ you on your ‘journey’.
Bo, this is simply lovely. I’m envious of this, your trip, your soul trip. Sitting in those ancient places, feeling, sensing, absorbing the spirit, the quiet, writing your muse. Fabulous. Love your imagery as always.