A Contemplative Nature
John Holliger, Photographer
In that ancient time when humans moved with the rhythms of nature, we knew we lived in a Garden that was enchanted with mystery and Beauty.
Every year at the same time the migrating cranes flew out of the morning fog and landed in the meadows before us.
We sensed that we, the cranes, the wetlands, the fog, were all part of something infinitely larger than what we were observing. This is the origin of the word “contemplative.”
“A Contemplative Nature” is a collection of moments in nature, moments of wonder & rhythm, lovely chaos & glimpses of wholeness, often stumbled upon, noticed out of the corner of an attentive eye, a surprise & a gift—for us to contemplate their meaning and ours.
When the cranes fly out of the fog and land in the wetlands before dawn, it is a mystery where they have come from and unknown where they will land next.
To be present at dawn and wait, attentive to the mystery of what unfolds in the new day, fills me with contentment, & a solitude I cherish.
My joy is to bring back these moments for you.