Sweetie the Lizard
A beauty, isn’t she. Black eyed beauty. I found her under an old fallen log in the woods after the rain and she was struck still, for a few shots. Little finger thick and five inches long her friends and relatives are more usually gone as soon as I lift the wood.
There is a certain pleasure in the silent communication that is in the meeting of two creatures, me and her, where no offense is given or received. A simple pleasure, a simple good found only in nature – in my experience.
It is also my experience that wanting, no matter what, leads to the trouble – the conflict of looking to what is not now. A fundamental division of being that is inevitably known as pain. To realise unity, being one, not two.
But, perhaps, having given up wanting enough, it is possible to want the simple good without the conflict of division. More a kind of realisation or acknowledgment than wanting.
Then how to want rightly, if such a thing can be. We’ll see.
© Mark Berkery ……. Click any picture and click again to enlarge
I love lizards – especially those cute little toes. :)
I really like what you have written here Mark and wish I could express myself as you do. These are feeling I have too but find impossible to write about as I think that there are very, very few people who understand it. For me, to be out somewhere, getting dirty crawling under and over things and being able to get close to my subjects is something so special.
Yes, few understand, so I write for the few. I think what you are describing in the last sentence is what I call being in sense, where the thinking has stopped. It is being innocent again – with a love of nature, a childlike innocence uncorrupted by the residue of experience – thought and emotion, or past.
You are right Mark. Some people have it, others dont. I have come across so many people who are there just to get the photograph and miss out on all which goes with it. It is nice to know there is someone out there who feels as I do about what nature gives us.
Have a great day.
Hi Joan. There are two worlds on earth, one of sense and the other of mind. Most are primarily in the mind, until they are bashed out of it and into sense, by experience – or suffering.
M
Thanks, glad you all and the kids like it.
excellent
Sweetie is lovely! My kids and I love your photographs. Thank you!
Indeed, One not two!