As 2014 comes to a close and we welcome a new year in the near horizon, I want to share with you a place that is dear and near to my heart.
As a child I was fortunate to travel quite a bit with my parents and my brother and so it seems the traveling became my passion as did the many places we visited and began to mark my love for architecture. However, there is one place, my childhood school and the majestic cathedral we spent going to mass to every Sunday afternoon. It was the folk mass I loved the most. The choir and the organ pipes resonated and moved my soul, that it is no wonder this became part of my life journey. Walking up the nave to the altar is such a sacred walk for me that when I recently visited my childhood home town, it brought back such great memories, not to mention that I visited with my dear childhood friend, which made it all the more memorable.
I can’t think of a more fitting way to close the year during such an important time as Christmas. Celebrating the birth of Christ. My personal sacred journey! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone!
From the squared angles of pavers leading to a rectangular swimming pool, to the squared and rectangular stone projections of this building in Rome, Italy and that of this wood bridge over the Florida Everglades casting repetitious shadows.
Choose a door. Doesn’t matter which one. Neither is right nor wrong.
Each is our individual journey to our own truth within.
The door we each unlock is our own spiritual path to which we came to learn and grow.
It is the door to our heart-the beauty within each of us.
The love we came to share. Gods love!
Driving by my old childhood neighborhood my friend and I noticed this wood framed home under construction. Incredible how such structures are built.
It’s like building that dollhouse as a child and watching that final product come to life. That joy of accomplishment.
However, truly seeing the actual structure being built by man is so mind boggling.
Quite a manmade achievement!
“For the human spirit caught within a spinning universe in an ever confusing flow of events, circumstance and inner turmoil, to seek truth has always been to seek the invariable, whether it is called Ideas, Forms, Archetypes, Numbers or Gods. To enter a temple constructed wholly of invariable geometric proportions is to enter an abode of eternal truth”.