Today brought the close of my splendid, thoroughly fulfilling and appallingly brief stint at the Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., library.
I had planned to pack up quickly (I was taught long ago to avoid premature packing -- once that task begins we've already left) so as to have a modest portion of my closing curtain devoted to visiting my friends and colleagues for a bit of closure. 'Twas not to be: far too many interruptions combined by an inordinate amount of office materiel to sort though prevented much in the way of making adieus. In fact, I departed the glass palace in haste, having worked in a just-barely-coherent, frantic fashion to tie off all loose ends, backup and preserve crucial data, and make not-quite-life-and-death decisions about what to keep (just to name a brief few items) vs. what to leave behind for documentation (and posterity).
I had far too little time to adequately offer my continued devotion to the success of those beloved souls I'm being forced to leave behind. An appointment at home compelled a brisk walk to my car at the close of the day -- and it is likely a good deal that I did not have time for nostalgic glances over my shoulder as I hastened away. Even so, I was acutely aware of the unfathomable contrast in the feelings of joy and anxiety-tinged hope I held during my first day's walk into work more than eighteen months ago versus the senseless experiences of sorrow, emptiness and sour finality which have been too frequent .
Yet, of course the new path I'm on the brink of exploring undoubtedly holds treasures and unexpected pleasures to come. Right Thought, Right Action . . .
And so we come to these two submissions: the first echoing my heart's ache, with the beautiful moon near the close of its arc across the sky -- the sunset, then the day's close over this beautiful institution just as I too must adhere the orbit assigned me, a trajectory sweeps me out of a wonderfully nurturing environment.
The second photograph is posted as a reminder that after the dawn a plethora of new wonders are awaiting illumination and discovery. I do believe I'll be blessed with at least of few treasures during the course of this new journey. Just as in the photograph, my mental landscape features a few dark clouds, yet even they possess interesting structures and only just obscure lovely skies beyond . . . and underneath it all the world is still rich and green with fresh living to be done.
The days to come are guaranteed to be interesting . . .
* * *I had planned to pack up quickly (I was taught long ago to avoid premature packing -- once that task begins we've already left) so as to have a modest portion of my closing curtain devoted to visiting my friends and colleagues for a bit of closure. 'Twas not to be: far too many interruptions combined by an inordinate amount of office materiel to sort though prevented much in the way of making adieus. In fact, I departed the glass palace in haste, having worked in a just-barely-coherent, frantic fashion to tie off all loose ends, backup and preserve crucial data, and make not-quite-life-and-death decisions about what to keep (just to name a brief few items) vs. what to leave behind for documentation (and posterity).
I had far too little time to adequately offer my continued devotion to the success of those beloved souls I'm being forced to leave behind. An appointment at home compelled a brisk walk to my car at the close of the day -- and it is likely a good deal that I did not have time for nostalgic glances over my shoulder as I hastened away. Even so, I was acutely aware of the unfathomable contrast in the feelings of joy and anxiety-tinged hope I held during my first day's walk into work more than eighteen months ago versus the senseless experiences of sorrow, emptiness and sour finality which have been too frequent .
Yet, of course the new path I'm on the brink of exploring undoubtedly holds treasures and unexpected pleasures to come. Right Thought, Right Action . . .
And so we come to these two submissions: the first echoing my heart's ache, with the beautiful moon near the close of its arc across the sky -- the sunset, then the day's close over this beautiful institution just as I too must adhere the orbit assigned me, a trajectory sweeps me out of a wonderfully nurturing environment.
The second photograph is posted as a reminder that after the dawn a plethora of new wonders are awaiting illumination and discovery. I do believe I'll be blessed with at least of few treasures during the course of this new journey. Just as in the photograph, my mental landscape features a few dark clouds, yet even they possess interesting structures and only just obscure lovely skies beyond . . . and underneath it all the world is still rich and green with fresh living to be done.
The days to come are guaranteed to be interesting . . .
Moon over the Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Library, #8420
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: June 4, 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/200 sec; -2/3 EV; ISO 100; 100mm.
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San Benito County, Early Morning, #6994
San Benito County, Early Morning, #6994
© 2010 James W. Murray, all rights reserved.
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Details: March 30, 2010; Canon 20D; f/11 @ 1/125 sec; +1 EV; ISO 400; 28mm.
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