by Alex Pullen | Sep 27, 2013 | Poetry, The Grotto
A state of being, an art of non-thinking, A quiet meditation. Walking silently, aware of a billion sensations. Fine tuned, humming harmony, subtlety and with grace. Gently suspended between two goddess elms. They hold me protected and I settle into the moment. An...
by Alex Pullen | Sep 22, 2013 | Photography, Poetry, The Grotto
Something about seven sunflowers.. Collected by bicycle, a busy bee, flying from one stand to the next, seeking beauty and feeling the Sun shine rain joy on a cloudy day. Humming old songs from Jamaica, soft green-blue harmonies under a grey and threatening sky, the...
by Alex Pullen | Sep 4, 2013 | Photography, Poetry, The Grotto
Walking alone through the forest, I came upon two great grand-mother trees. Compelled by their size and age, I asked them each a question. Resting my hands on the scaley-yellow bark of the first I asked, “What do you have to teach me?” Through images and...
by Alex Pullen | Jul 26, 2013 | Photography, Poetry, The Grotto
I’ve left my home and journeyed to the other side I’ve gone where others told me not to go I’ve climbed the tall peaks of humanity and delved into their depths And to get there I traversed through my own heart there upon the crux I sat and looked...
by Alex Pullen | Jun 5, 2013 | India, Photography, The Grotto, The Kashmir Analogs, Travel
How to sum this up… I’ve been in the process of writing The Kashmir Analogs for almost a year now. But it feels like there is more to be said and gleaned from these experiences in India and the Middle-East… And here I am writing the concluding...
