Wisdom is a life that knows it is living.
(Unknown, from a film on Frederick Franck)
We do a lot of looking: we look through lenses, telescopes, television tubes…Our looking is perfected every day, but we see less and less. (Franck)
One of the joys of Pacem in Terris is that there’s always SOMETHING different. I would have expected that to change after Frederick Franck‘s death in 2006, but it hasn’t.
A short film is set up for viewing in one of the display rooms off the main house, and for the first time I heard Frederick speak, about his art, his inspiration, his love of his wife. It was so touching to experience it, especially since I never saw him in person.
Artwork is relocated and added, and the garden always looks different as well. It now has a spiral path, which we walked, and we meditated with a lap labyrinth in the middle under the sculpture that reads “The meaning of life is to see”.
Art is neither a profession nor a hobby. Art is a way of being.
I took photos, some purposely similar to my last photo excursion there (see the last post), and the rest I tried to do something different – with a few happy accidents and successful experiments as shared here.
When you go on a pilgrimage, you set out from where you happen to be and start walking toward a place of great sanctity in the hope of returning from it renewed, enriched and sanctified.
Pacem in Terris is not tied to any particular religion, but to all. . . and to none. For I hope that it may speak also to those who, while shunning religious labels, share fully in the specifically human quest for meaning and for values to live by.
For to be human or not to be, that is the question!