4th Floor Galleries, National Museum of African American History and Culture–the weather having been forecast to be unpleasant for walking about, I got a same day ticket for late afternoon by getting on line a little after 7am.
At Union Station.
Remember when these would have been costly and exciting toys–the latest technology–that would have been protected from theft and breakage. Now they are just a pile of partly toxic garbage, replaced by the newest exciting and expensive gadget. I do not claim to be free from the allure of technology and its toys (blogging as I am by Blackberry with built-in camera), but this stack of dusty now junk one can only hope will be at least partly recycled is an excellent reminder of what is important and the fleetingness of gratified desire.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
This broken egg on the sidewalk served for me as a poignant reminder that one of the five acts of Shiva is dissolution or destruction and that we rarely get to choose the when and how something will come to this phase.
How do we then turn (or at least perceive) what must dissolve or get destroyed into the possibility of creation–the rebirth of the cycle (and the first act of Shiva)?
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