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Camping at Comb ridge – October 2024

The open road and the Southwest, especially Utah, are never out of my thoughts.  Spring and Fall are the best times to visit the desert.  [Photos copyright symbol Max Vollmer, Click on any image to enlarge]

Evening
Changing colors over Comb Ridge, looking south
Fading light to the west.

Young adventurer and lover of wild places , Everette Ruess, disappeared without a trace  in 1934.   He was last seen camping in Davis Gulch south of Escalante, UT.  His remains were not discovered until 2008 near Comb Ridge, northwest of Bluff, UT.   I’ve been reading Ruess’s letters and journal entries in A Vagabond For Beauty by W. L. Rusho.  I can relate to his  efforts to reconcile himself with the civilized world around him when he was in the wild one.  Camped on the side of Navajo Mountain in the desert Southwest on June 7, 1934, he wrote this:  “I have always been unsatisfied with life as most people live it.  Always I want to live more intensely and richly.  Why muck and conceal one’s true longings and loves, when by speaking of them one might find someone to understand them, and by acting on them one might discover one’s self.  It is true that in the world such lack of reserve usually meets with hostility, misunderstanding, and scorn.  Here in isolation I need not fear on that score, though the strangers I do encounter usually judge me wrongly.  But I was never one to be content with less than the most from life, and shall go on reaching, and leaving my soul defenseless to attacks.”

 

Early Sunday morning walk

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Defazio Bridge Over To Alton Baker Park
Alton Baker Park Lagoon And Spillway
North Bank Of The Willamette River Under The Ferry St. Bridge
Under Ferry Street Bridge
North Bank Trail by McMenamins
Under I-205 Bridge
Greenway Bridge
Sweetgum Tree Along South Bank Trail
Morning Walk
Trail Near Eugene Parks Outdoor Center
Cedar Grove
South Bank Trail Toward Skinner Butte

Planting a tree

Having forgotten the Sunday before, I returned to Dharma Rain yesterday with the coast redwood tree, Sequoia sempervirens, given to me as gift and which I promised Yukyo we would plant on the monastery grounds.  Yukyo and I chose a spot that we felt would provide adequate soil moisture year-round, as well as summer shade  in the early years.  This is our gift to Dharma Rain and the future.  [Photos copyright symbol Max Vollmer, Click on any image to enlarge]

Hole dug on a narrow bench on the east side of the monastery grounds.
Yukyo and me.

Unconditional Love

 

June rose at YaPoAh Terrace in 2025.

PREAMBLE

Having first written the journal entry below, I’m coming back to acknowledge that it may have some value for the uncounted number of people who struggle to create and maintain healthy romantic relationships, but it is myopic at the same time.   The greater value in understanding and incorporating unconditional love into our lives is  to apply the principles of acceptance and respect to ALL our human relationships!   I am reminding myself daily to not judge others near and far, but rather to accept that everyone . . . everyone is involved in their own struggle through life.

JOURNAL ENTRY

The following comes from Psychology Today: ” When love is unconditional, these three signs are usually present.  1) When your partner loves you unconditionally, they love the version of you that’s right in front of them.  There’s no secretly hoping that you’ll change with time, no ideal version they’re waiting on;  2) A lot of love is lost in the expectation of having it returned . . . Keeping score doesn’t help . . . this type of love turns bitter and eventually falls apart; and  3) When your partner thinks of the relationship and what would make you happy before their own ego, pride, and selfish desires, it shows more than just commitment.  Feeling completely safe to be yourself around your partner and experiencing a deep emotional connection without fear of judgment is one of the biggest signs of unconditional love.”

[Psychology Today continues . . . ]

 “A 2020 study published in Frontiers in Psychology proposed a comprehensive theory of love, identifying four core factors— attraction, connection, trust, and respect—that interact to create lasting love . . . Among the four essential components of love, the roles of trust and respect are especially important for creating emotional safety and prioritizing a partner’s happiness.”

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The Gift Fulfilling Jewel – A Buddhist Parable

Yukyo and me.
Dharma Rain Temple.

I spent this past Sunday with my daughter Yukyo at the Dharma Rain Zen Center in Portland, OR.  Yukyo (her given name was Emily)  is a resident at Dharma Rain and a student of Soto Zen Buddhism.  The monestary was co-founded by Kyogen (Gary) Carlson with his wife Gyokuko Carlson in 1986.  Kyogen had this to say about his Buddhist practice: “There is so much to learn and so much to know.  It’s good to keep moving forward.  And yet, whatever we have is, in a very profound way, absolutely complete and always enough.”

Most Sunday mornings at the Zen Center, following meditation, a Dharma Talk (a lesson or teaching) is given by an experienced member of the community.  On this particular day the topic was Seeking Refuge.  It began with a parable known as the Gift Fulfilling Jewel.

In this parable, two old friends, one wealthy and one poor, are eating and drinking wine together. The poor man drinks himself into a stupor and falls asleep. Early the next morning, the wealthy one must leave on business. Before he leaves, the wealthy friend sews a priceless jewel inside of the robe of his poor friend, who is still asleep. Later, the wealthy man comes across his friend, who is still living in poverty. He points out to his poor friend that all this time there has been a priceless gem hidden inside his robe and that he did not have to be living in poverty.

This parable shows, in simple terms, the principle that every human is endowed with infinite potential and inestimable worth. It teaches us that the key to overcoming the constraints of our present reality, whatever they may be, lies within ourselves.

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Truth

Everything is in transition.

The saying, “The truth hurts,” is familiar to almost everyone.   But how many people realize that we should welcome having our eyes opened.  Pain can open the body and mind to what we have been unwilling or unable to see.  Prejudice dies, knowledge grows, wounds are healed, danger is averted.  Living with the truth leads us to a greater understanding of ourselves and others.

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Evening at Duncans Cove

Clouds will bring rain tomorrow, but this evening there was a sunset that looked like the interior of the island was on fire, and a full moon rose at virtually the same time across the harbor.  For me, this signified balance and harmony.  I spotted the moonrise on the horizon because a tour ship passing in front of Karl’s house caught my attention just as a slice of moon appeared over the water to the east.   Can you spot it?  [All photos copyright symbol Max Vollmer, Click on any image to enlarge]

Sunset.
From Karl’s living room.
Luna rising from the sea.

Maritime Museum – Halifax, N.S.

Karl and I visited the Maritime Museum on the downtown waterfront today.  It has indoor and outdoor exhibits covering virtually every aspect of travel on the water, from the birch bark canoes made by the indigenous Mi’kmaq people long before the arrival of Europeans,  up to and including a scale model of an experimental, armed hydrofoil ship built in Halifax for the Canadian navy.  (All photos copyright symbol Max Vollmer, Click on any image to enlarge]

Max and Karl at the Maritime Museum.
Decommissioned Canadian Navy Corvette, K181, the fastest class of ships in the fleet, after which the Chevrolet sports car was named.

Inside, there are full size examples of small, wood, pleasure and working boats that illustrate differences related purpose and evolution over time.

Wooden boats.

There are also exquisitely detailed, scale models of ships that served Halifax, like the White Star Lines, Mauritania, that plied the North Atlantic in peace and war.  It was built for display in the company’s offices.  The model is approx. 6 feet long.

White Star Lines, Mauritania.
Detail of the Mauritania.

Halifax has a historic connection to the RMS Titanic.  Although the ship was built in Belfast, Ireland, when she sank on her maiden voyage, rescue ships from Halifax went out to search for survivors.  There are two cemeteries in the city where drowning victims from the disaster are interred.  Her sister ship, the RMS Olympic, ferried thousands of Canadian and American troops from Halifax to Europe during WW I using the shortest route across the North Atlantic.

Model of the RMS Titanic.

South Coast – LeHave and Lunenberg

The south shore of Nova Scotia is known for its picturesque small towns  where fishing is still an important part of local economies, and for its historic buildings, artist galleries, restaurants, surfing beaches and resorts.  [All photos copyright symbol Max Vollmer, Click on any image to enlarge]

Le Have galleries along the waterfront.
Westcote Bell Pottery in LeHave
Large ceramic jar with iconic images of Nova Scotia
Artwork, Le Have

On Sunday, Karl, Stephi and I had dinner at the historic White Point Inn.  Beaches there and nearby attract surfers from as far away as Halifax when the waves are good.

Karl and his surfboard at Stephi’s house in LeHave
White Point Inn dates from 1928.
Karl and Stephi checking out the surf (??) at White Point.

I stayed in the Dockside Hotel in Lunenberg Sunday night with a room overlooking the harbor.  Lunenberg was founded in 1753 by German immigrants and is known for its lobster fishery and its colorful historic Old Town which is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Sunrise over Lunenberg Harbor from my room at the Dockside Hotel.
Fisheries Museum of the Atlantic (right) and the side trawler, Cape Sable (center),  from my room.
Lunenberg lodges and restaurants on the waterfront.
Lunenberg waterfront.
The Fisheries Museum of the Atlantic. The racing schooner, Bluenose II, moored on the left.
Power and sail exist side by side in this working port.
Steel hull 3-master.
Lobster traps on the dock..
“Life is better on a boat.”  Is it?

The Old Town streets rise steeply from the waterfront.  Homes facing the harbor date from the 1700’s and 1800’s.  There is no shortage of churches including  St. John’s Anglican Church of Canada, founded along with the town in 1753, and built in the second half of the 18th century.

Steeper than it looks!
Spotted in a gallery window.
Bright colors prevail.
Entry doors receive a lot of attention.
Hilltop home built in the 1700’s with two interior chimneys serving four fireplaces on the 1st and 2nd floors for heat.
Side entrance.
Fine old homes dating from the earliest years built for ship’s captains and Lunenberg’s prosperous families.
St. John’s Anglican Church of Canada.
Founded in 1953, built within the first quarter century of Lunenberg’s settlement.
The La Cloche Jessen bell in front of St. John’s.
A reminder that shipbuilding and seafaring have been a part of Lunenberg for going on 300 years.
A walking path down to the harbor
Black granite pillars on the dock at the waterfront bear the names of ships and their crew members, based in Lunenberg, lost to the sea. The first name recorded is from 1898, but no doubt unknown others preceded him.  The losses drop dramatically after the 1970’s  with modern boats and communications.  The last local crewman lost at sea was in 2016.

We lost Stan Rogers, Canadian singer songwriter, in 1983 at age 34, but not before he left us memorable songs from the Maritimes.  A Stan Rogers music festival is held each year in Halifax in his honor.