The Guardian by Miles Moody
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Featured with the group All About Your Best Work Oct 2009.

Should I let you in on the secret and perhaps spoil the mystique? Why not? Just in front of him, out of the shot, lies his lady. They have mated and now he watches over her. Where to go with this? I might wax academic in a discussion of Darwinian theories on natural selection, but I’d rather like to pierce the exterior and penetrate to the heart of the matter as I perceived it . . . because after meeting him, I was never quite the same.

He’s incredibly beautiful in my humble opinion. He just passed that genetic potential on to another generation. She’s the crucible thru which this wonder of new life will happen, blending in the keys to her perfection with his to create the sublime. When I see all this perhaps I catch a glimpse of what is meant by transcendence. Feel this and perhaps I’m transfused in the current of the divine. Such words as these for me have proven to fall short of the experience they seek to describe. The essence that led me there did not do so with words and explanations of what was to come. He was simply standing there and I felt something profound and different in that moment. It didn’t fully register with me until afterwards as I studied the slide in a view box. The feeling was there again as if inviting me to go deeper, enticing me to feel deeper. I heard a fellow on TV say that humans see beauty because we need to; for me it was like it was there, and I appreciated it, and then something shifted and I could feel the beauty inside me. Before the shift I saw in him what I believed was missing in me, awakening a longing, and a need. It was like I wanted to capture that quality in a photograph that I could hang on to and suppose to claim it as mine. After the shift, it was different for me. I didn’t need to try to possess him in some way. It was as though he simply embodied that quality so truthfully, that he won me over to it. (continued with The Guardian 2)


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“LIfe is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away (source unknown).” It is my heartfelt desire to share some of my breath-taking moments, hoping that you also may receive something of enduring benefit.

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  • TEEJAY1309
    TEEJAY1309over 5 years ago

    Congratulations, this is a well deserved feature!

  • Thanks so much for your encouragement!

    – Miles Moody

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