UNFOCUSED

GUESSED? Oranges and lemons! Well, could be, but not actually. This is a Christmas tree, captured by my Nikon D90, with AF-S Nikkor 50mm f/1.4G lens, at f/1.4, at 0.0125s (1/80), manually unfocused. And here’s a thing about playing with light like this: it’s good for the imagination. And imagination is good for prayer. And prayer is good for faith. And faith gives substance and depth to life. Oranges and lemons, or planets, or sweets, or orbs. And look at the depth. And coloured hues, touching and glancing off one another. Whence the ovals, the occasional horizontal, the overlap, the bounce, the dark, the amber, the light? A mystery. A Christmas tree? – well, may retort a commentator, you could have fooled me! Here’s what I see … and something develops: life; story.

It’s like prayer, isn’t it? Mystery, depth, layers, surprise, unfocused colour and object, call, attraction, an invitation to be. I hope there’ll be times in 2012 when I’m manually unfocused, for to be so is an essential part of the call and invitation of the Divine to me. (And maybe, should anyone read this, to thee!)

WIND-DOWN TO STOP

POST-CHRISTMAS Greystoke has facilitated wind-down to stop! It’s vaguely beginning to register that in a day or two I’ll have to start winding-up to go again. But close to the end of another very full year I’m revisiting and renewing the old resolutions to take life just a little more slowly, avoiding the overly-frazzled approach to life and work. The difference between frazzled and fractious loss of vision and “life and health and peace” for me has a great deal to do with whether a day has allowed for a) an even very brief walk in fresh air with nothing particularly on my mind and b) a silent hour or two “beside the fire” (physical, spiritual or plain metaphorical) and opportunity to savour and process my current reading, and imagination, and meditation, and prayer. Ordinand Paul Deakin speaks of the rhythm of life he’s discovered at Mirfield. I’m a gentle rhythm sort of a man, I think. Rather fonder of ebb and flow than of great highs or lows. Quietness, books, fireside, loved ones near in heart and mind if not actually present, then something in and around me glows. And grows.