The Inner Path of Photography

We yearn for the taste of the sacred…and through our cameras discover it, the world, and ourselves.

“Higher Selves”

Higher Selves, First Encounter Beach, Heidi Straube Inner Path Photography

 

We speak of wanting to live from our higher selves

To treat all with honor
see their best side
always act from compassion and love.

I know, it can be a challenge.

This poem is for you, my friend, who sighs and says
“So peaceful where you live!”

Yes.
I agree.

Easier to connect with that high saintly self
After stepping out on a cliff to discover…

This.

I am grateful.

Image: “Higher Self”
First Encounter Beach, Eastham, MA, Cape Cod
© Heidi Straube 2017

 

Come join me. I will be your Muse.

Beachwalk Talks
Walks with the Muse
Inner Path Photography Personal Intensive

 

“Pleasure – A Meditation”

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Stop.

Breathe deeply.

Allow the peace within.

You are still a sacred being
Here to celebrate life.

At this moment – and throughout your day today –

Know that simply being you

Being Love 

makes a difference.

Relax. It is a noble act to share your pleasure.

Image: Morning Pleasure
© 2017 Heidi Straube

Inspired by David Bowie –

“Sometimes I wish that I could put myself in Duchamp’s place to feel what he felt when he put those things on show and said:

‘I wonder if they’ll go for this. I wonder what’s going to happen tomorrow morning.’

– David Bowie, 1998, New York Times interview

“Bidding to Own a Piece of David Bowie”
New York Times, 11/11/2016
@ 2016 Roslyn Sulcas

 

“How to Trick the Muse – Sting”

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Photo © 2016 Eric Ryan Anderson, New York Times
From the New York Times, ‘A Word: Sting’
“With ‘57th and 9th,’ Sting Changes His Mind About Rock”

An interesting interview with musician Sting – thoughts about how he creates music, his most recent album, “The Last Ship” opera, and reflections on living life to the fullest.

I liked the end of this little story about how he created the songs for “57th and 9th:”

“And then I’d play a trick on myself. I’d lock myself out of my apartment, on the terrace in the cold, and not come in until I’d finished a lyric. I had a cup of coffee and a coat. It was one of those things to put myself out of my comfort zone in order to trick the muse into playing ball with me.”

Always open to new tricks to engage the muse…

 

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