Where is Your Heart in Your Own Bowling Green?

I happened to be in Bowling Green Park in the financial district of Manhattan on the day that the Occupy Wall Street protests began. I am going to put the socio-political ramifications of those issues aside for a moment and instead present you with this: right at the epicenter of the crowd's swelling furor, these two very sociable gals were participating, unaffected, in Worldwide Spin in Public Day (it's a secular holiday, like International Talk Like a Pirate Day). Looking at this image coaxes from me the realization that we can always choose where our hearts will live; anything is possible, anywhere, and at any time when we remember to put the heart in.

Inspiration is in the living, that's where the wonder and the teaching have always been. If I am to call myself an artist, then I have no alternative but to walk my talk, trepidation-filled step-by-step. Being original is being honest, and from honesty, after what is initially painful, once the after-birth has been wiped gently away, we see that we've given life to our own optimism and hope. It was always there in the stillness of our being, just waiting for us to see.

Comments

[annie q. syed]

love this photo.
and it so captures nyc: anything IS possible anywhere. one of the reasons i love nyc like i do.
what's new for me is your connection to stillness...given I attempt every Sunday to write how there does exist this Stillness in NYC that alters how one views her...but perhaps it is the Stillness in one's own being that highlights such moments: be it the one experiencing such stillness or observing.
great food for thought.
thanks.
~annie

[Jamie]

Yes, exactly, I'm referring here to the stillness inside, what's beyond the swirling, boiling pool of thoughts about things. I think the good stuff is always there. :)