a world where i am free…
...and what are the words one uses to describe a compilation?, works from my entire life?, fifty years of carrying around a yellow pad?, fifty years of writing and rewriting, changing the words, as their meanings change for me? These pieces are extracted from my book of prose, “50 truths and 50 lies, the first 50 years.” Available Here
This is fine art “ Goddress “ by Sunil Sharma to treat one as Goddess and interconnecting with the divine by Loving, Romancing ,Respecting and servicing yourself which will deliver Peace, Energy, Happiness and Divinity respectively. Finally, spreading that special “Divine Energy” to others and lifting everyone with love and support. / Lets treat our self and others as God and Goddess as everyone has Soul; a divine presence in our bodies and cosmos. As you know wherever you focus it enlarges or magnifies , so lets goodness come out of us by focusing on good values.
This fog belt was taken off Hwy 92, heading towards San Mateo, California. /
“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handiwork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge. There is no speech nor language, where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone out through all the earth and their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun. Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a strong man to run a race. His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it; and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof”. Psalm 19:1-6 Fogscape taken off of Hwy 192 in Northern California in the Bay Area. / !!
This photo was taken of the fogbelt looking at the sun off of Hwy. 93 while driving down the freeway. /
Nui hewa-hewa No’ono’o ulu wale / Ohana / Napo’o ‘ana o ka la Sunset Ho’okipa Maui North Shore Hawai’i Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved ‘Ae, if you look closely, you may notice the Humpback Whale spouting in the distance “It is our task to imprint this temporary, perishable earth into ourselves so deeply, so painfully and passionately, that its essence can rise again… We are the bees of the invisible … Our work is the conversion of the beloved visible and tangible world into the invisible vibrations and agitation of our own nature.” ~ poetry and prose by Rainer Maria Rilke
From my collection: / Napo’o ‘ana o ka la Sunset Ho’okipa Beach Maui Hawai’i / © 2008 Fine Art Photography by Sharon Anne Mau “Paradise is here, now. / We take walks in it Constantly mingling With the Presence That pours Its light In our secret lamps To extinguish the self Of its dire poverty: We are those lit receptacles Ruh imparts luminescence to. / This love-transfusion Pulls us to the Garden, / Singing in our veins With the spheres, / “Paradise is here, now!” / Bewildered, we throw Ourselves to the ground, / Rolling by turn in laughter Like small children, / We kiss that divine wildness That began when Allah said / “And know that you are to meet Me.” ~ Sufi Poetry by Aida Toure Free Hawaii
Stachia and Jovan / Keiki o ka ‘Aina / Kamali’i Pa’ani ma Ho’okipa / Maui North Shore Hawai’i Copyright © Sharon Mau
From my collection: / Windows in the Skies / Sky Runes Alaska brilliant skies ~ Midday Sun Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi
Ka Huna Kai / Hawaiian Translation: The Sea Spray / A beautiful mele composed in London by Queen Lili’uokalani expressing a fond longing for Hawai’i ~ Powerful Wave Action and atmospheric Vog ~ / Ho’ikipa Beach Maui Hawai’i / As Is This photograph cannot be modified for commercial or advertising use, nor can it be copied or reproduced in any form without the photographer’s permission. I own full and exclusive copyrights on all my photographs and they are protected under International Copyright laws. My images do not belong to the public domain and may not be posted in another webpage on the internet or intranet, published in any book, magazine, newsletter or newspaper, duplicated, used in a dirivative work of art, used as illustration for musical, dramatic, and/or literary works, or used for commercial use of any kind whatsoever without my express written authorization, including but not limited to resale of my images without a license for use. © 2009 Fine Art Photography, Research and Photojournalism by Sharon Anne Mau
From my collection: / Na Ka Pueo Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi Evening light on Ho’okipa Beach, Maui Hawai’i Ima Au Ia Oe E Ke Aloha ~ I have Sought Thee, My Beloved / ~ A beautiful mele composed by Queen Lili’okalani
Red is the colour of life / courage / energy and passion. © 2008 Sonja Zalar
I was very inspired by autumn leaves in beautiful colours. © 2008 Sonja Zalar
Inspired with autumn leaves in beautiful colours. © 2008 Sonja Zalar © 2008 Sonja Zalar
© 2008 Sonja Zalar /
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From my collection: / Wilderland ~ Alaska North Star Winter Scenics A brilliant golden winter sunset in late October 2007 reflects a warm amber glow on the snowmobile tracks, ice and snow covered frozen surface of Chena Lakes, Alaska North Star “One day the sun admitted, / I am just a shadow. / I wish I could show you / The Infinite Incandescence (Tej) That has cast my brilliant image! I wish I could show you, / When you are lonely or in darkness, / The astonishing Light Of your own Being!” Quote from ‘I Heard God Laughing’ ~ Renderings of Hafiz ~ Translation by Daniel Ladinsky Chena River Lakes Recreation Area Fairbanks North Star Borough ~ Also called Chena Lakes. This beautiful park covers over 2000 acres and has two distinct personalities; the Lake Park with a 260 acre lake and three islands, and the River Park Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / _ My images do not belong to the public domain. All Rights Reserved_ Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / Shooting Date/Time 27 October 2007 17:02:20 / Tv( Shutter Speed ) 1/800 / Av( Aperture Value ) 25.0 / Evaluative Metering ISO 100 / Lens EF28-135mm f/3.5-5.6 IS USM / Focal Length 135.0 mm AF Mode AI Focus AF
Look for the soul, you become soul / Look for the bread, you become bread / Whatever you look for, you are ~ Quatrains of Rumi From my collection: / Heaven In It’s Midst Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved This is a beautiful larger than life ice sculpture photographed in 2007 at the Santa Claus House in North Pole Alaska Featured Art 23 December 2008 Statues and Such Christmas in Ice / Ice Alaska Currently with 1921+ Views / Shooting Date/Time 09 December 2007 16:41:06 / Canon EOS DIGITAL REBEL XTi / Tv( Shutter Speed ) 1/80 / Av( Aperture Value ) 5.6 / ISO Speed 400 Here in Interior Alaska on this evening, the temp was minus -35.5F and remained subzero for several months. The ice sculptures remain perfect although they will have additional snow through spring breakup in Interior Alaska in late April or early May the following year.
Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved From my collection: / Wilderland ~ Alaska North Star Winter Scenics A beautiful late October Alaska winter sunset casts a rainbow spectrum of pastel colours and illuminates the snowmobile tracks, ice and snow covered surface of Chena Lakes ~ Alaska North Star “I am happy even before I have a reason. I am full of Light even before the sky can greet the sun or the moon. Dear companions, / We have been in love with God / For so very, very long. / What can Hafiz now do but / Forever Dance!” Quote from I Heard God Laughing ~ Renderings of Hafiz ~ Translation by Daniel Ladinsky. Canon EOS Digital Rebel XTi / 27 October 2007
From my collection: / Song of a Dream ~ The Golden Threshold Copyright © Sharon Mau 2009 / All Rights Reserved Sunset near Goldstream / Interior Alaska North Star This is a composite of two images taken in the same location at the same time stitched one over the other so that you may better see what I see as I am standing here gazing at this sensational sunset as the swans are feeding in the peat bog nearby. “There is a quiet spirit in these woods, / That dwells where’er the gentle south-wind blows; / Where, underneath the white-thorn, in the glade, / The wild flowers bloom, or, kissing the soft air, / The leaves above their sunny palms outspread. / With what a tender and impassioned voice / It fills the nice and delicate ear of thought, / When the fast ushering star of morning comes / O’er-riding the gray hills with golden scarf; / Or when the cowled and dusky-sandaled Eve, / In mourning weeds, from out the western gate, / Departs with silent pace! That spirit moves In the green valley, where the silver brook, / From its full laver, pours the white cascade; / And, babbling low amid the tangled woods, / Slips down through moss-grown stones with endless laughter. / And frequent, on the everlasting hills, / Its feet go forth, when it doth wrap itself In all the dark embroidery of the storm, And shouts the stern, strong wind. And here, amid / The silent majesty of these deep woods, / lts presence shall uplift thy thoughts from earth, / As to the sunshine and the pure, bright air / Their tops the green trees lift. / Hence gifted bards / Have ever loved the calm and quiet shades. / For them there was an eloquent voice in all / The sylvan pomp of woods, the golden sun, / The flowers, the leaves, the river on its way, / Blue skies, and silver clouds, and gentle winds, / The swelling upland, where the sidelong sun / Aslant the wooded slope, at evening, goes, / Groves, through whose broken roof the sky looks in, / Mountain, and shattered cliff, and sunny vale, / The distant lake, fountains, and mighty trees, / In many a lazy syllable, repeating their old poetic legends to the wind. And this is the sweet spirit, that doth fill / The world; and, in these wayward days of youth, / My busy fancy oft embodies it, / As a bright image of the light and beauty / That dwell in nature; of the heavenly forms / We worship in our dreams, and the soft hues / That stain the wild bird’s wing, and flush the clouds / When the sun sets. Within her tender eye / The heaven of April, with its changing light, / And when it wears the blue of May, is hung, / And on her lip the rich, red rose. / Her hair is like the summer tresses of the trees, / When twilight makes them brown, and on her cheek / Blushes the richness of an autumn sky, / With ever-shifting beauty. Then her breath, / It is so like the gentle air of Spring, / As, front the morning’s dewy flowers, it comes / Full of their fragrance, that it is a joy / To have it round us, and her silver voice / Is the rich music of a summer bird, / Heard in the still night, with its passionate cadence.” ~ Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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