PEOPLE I MEET ALONG THE WAY
I've decided to start a photo journal of the people I meet as I walk my own path through life. My object is simply to record a brief moment in these stranger's lives. Usually our meeting is a chance encounter during the course of a day. I've found that each person enjoyed the opportunity to share something of their life - a moment; a feeling; a story.
Alex Haley said that "The death of each man is like the burning of a library." When I watch the people who pass by each day I wonder about their lives. What stories do they hold... and what stories do they want others to know.
Everyone has stories to tell. We only need to be patient and listen. Each of these people has enriched my life in some small way just because they took the time to share their time with me. People are a wonder.
These are just a few stories of people whom I've crossed paths with - People I've met along the way.
Tavit
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Wednesday, August 14, 2013
This is Charlie.
I met Charlie when I was climbing the rocks that overlook the ocean in Jamestown, Rhode Island. He was sitting quietly with a notepad and a sextant. Every few minutes he would take a reading from the sextant by aligning the position of the sun with the horizon, and carefully write it down in a neat column next to the time. "My watch," he said, "shows me Greenwich Mean Time." I asked him why he was doing this, and he said "Well, it shows me where I am." When I asked if it wasn't easier to use a GPS, he laughed and said that it would be a lot easier and a lot more accurate. He said "I've been doing this for 35 years. It's my hobby". He then showed me how the sextant worked and asked me to write down the next readings.
Now Charlie, of course, knew where he was. He lived in Jamestown and has come to this spot overlooking the ocean many times, so I didn't really believe that Charlie needed a sextant to tell him where he was. At first I was confused as to why someone would do this. But then it came to me.
I think that sometimes when we find order in the universe, it stirs our hearts to new heights. I think Charlie had found a way to see this order, and so he sat - overlooking a beautiful blue ocean - peering into the heavens, and at the horizon.
Connecting the two.
And I think this may be a good point to quote from a new favorite poet of mine, John Davidson (1857 - 1909) -
God, smiling, took him by the hand,
And led him to the brink of heaven:
He saw where systems whirling stand,
Where galaxies like snow are driven.
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