Wednesday, May 14, 2008

thou art that

Photograph by Thomas Merton, taken on May 13, 1968 on the Pacific Shore, "Low tide. Long rollers trail white sleeves of foam behind them, reaching for the sand, like hands for the keyboard of an instrument."

May 22, 1968

John Griffin sent one of my pictures of Needle Rock, which he developed and enlarged. I also have the contact. The Agfa film brought out the great Yang-Yin of sea rock mist, diffused light and half hidden mountain - an interior landscape, yet there. In other words, what is written within me is there, "Thou art that."

- The Other Side of the Mountain, p. 110


  1. I am drawn to the beauty of this post . . . its minimalism. So much said with so few words.

  2. I wonder what we would choose if asked to post a picture of our own interior landscape. Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing if we had reached a state of being where our choice of picture wouldn't change from day to day, or minute to minute.

  3. That's an interesting idea, Gabrielle. I kind of like it that it is always changing - dynamic - Things sure don't get boring!

    A little quieter would be nice, though! :-)

  4. fingers of the ocean
    grip the shore
    and then recede


From Dorothy Day’s editorial in the Catholic Worker on the atomic bombing of Hiroshima on August 6, 1945.