LENTSEVENTEEN

I haven't checked but i think i have somehow skipped ahead in my readings by a week - time seems to feel less and less like time and more like wind. In a whirl of a week - I don't know where lent is - I seem to be fasting although not intentionally. With long workdays, i seem to miss my evening meal, so i only eat in the day-light hours, a bit of a reversal. I wonder if it counts - will i learn something from it? As my days are work filled, here is a view from a vendors showroom party earlier tonight (i needed a break).

LENTSIXTEEN

LENTFIFTEEN

Today also deals with yesterday, I have to include an excerpt from Mr. Nouwen - as it directly related to today's sermon by Jon (originsnyc.com) see picture from exercise.

But Jesus came to open my ears to another voice that says, 'I am your God, I have molded you with my own hands, and I love what I have made. I love you with a love that has no limits, because I love you as I am loved. Do not run away from me. Come back to me - not once, not twice, but always again. You are my child. How can you ever doubt that I will embrace you again, hold you against my breast, kiss you and let my hands run through your hair? I am your God - the God of mercy and compassion, the God of pardon and love, the God of tenderness and care. Please do not say that I have given up on you, that I cannot stand you any more, that there is no way back. It is not true. I so much want you to be with me. I so much want you to be close to me. I know all your thoughts. I hear all you words. I see all of your actions. And I love you because you are beautiful, made in my own image, and expression of my most intimate love. Do not judge yourself. Do not condemn yourself. Do not reject yourself. Let my love touch the deepest, most hidden corners of your heart and reveal to you your own beauty, a beauty that you have lost sight of, but which will become visible to you again in the light of mercy. Come, come, let me wipe your tears, and let my mouth come close to your ear and say to you, 'I love you, I love you, I love you.'

LENTFOURTEEN

fairy tale in a box

LENTTHIRTEEN

LENTTWELVE

at juilliard - the magic flute

its also lunar eclipse night - if it were not so cold i would be up on the roof right now.

LENTELEVEN

LENTTEN


over less then humble rice, but with special friends from home.

LENTNINE

i don't know how this relates to lent but it was in my day, well its not even technically today anymore. taken at Katz Deli on the lower east.

LENTEIGHT

to see what i saw - mute the playback.

LENTSEVEN

boulevard at 86th st and Broadway

LENTSIX


softly falling snow - the city is quiet and muffled - feels peaceful

LENTFIVE



This photo from my rooftop will not convey tonights beguiling slip of moon. She reminds me that I am little, and part of a much larger story.

LENTFEASTDAY

Taken in Williamsburg earlier today, guess I was thinking of Jam's post. hmmm... literal.

LENTFOUR

LENTTHREE
A lost glove in grand central station - longing.

LENTTWO

I saw this painting at an Italian restaurant in noho with Sue earlier this eve. The dude at the front walking away seems to know something, and everyone else has questions.

A question for the one that knows - what's this (life) all about? Tell me some more. I'll be quiet - it's lent.

LENT ASH WEDNESDAY