Those Ginkgos

The day was dark with clouds, chill with early autumn. It was quiet, still in the way cities are just around sunrise – car noises from nearby streets, airplanes overhead, noises not dominant but present. And I am out walking on Peters Hill.

I like to capture stillness, to record a photographic silence. An image cannot convey the presence of noise and by muting it, it allows us the opportunity to be present with a visual form of silence.  

That can be a practice in our day-to-day life as well. We need not wait for calm quiet to center ourselves. We can notice but not be overrun by the tumult around us; we can ground ourselves in a space with the necessary silence.

These ginkgoes continue on their autumn journey this dark morning. Yellow among green, it has begun. Would that my passage were so graceful.