Sede Vacante

The light is on but no one is home.

Wooden hopes

Wooden Hopes
Originally uploaded by tajheuer

I’m really just testing the blogging function from my Flickr account. This is actually an old photo from around 2004, if I’m not mistaken. It’s was taken in one of the shrines / temples in Kyoto. People make an offering and write their prayers on these wooden plaques and leave them at a special prayer wall. Someone had left a little silver trinket, perhaps as an offering. It seemed poetic to me, and beautifully naive; like the prayer of a child.

I’ve never been too big on the kneeling-beside-your-bed-with-your-hands-clasped type of thing.  Prayer, for me, has always been in the moments alone, talking to yourself and realizing afterward that you were actually talking to someone else.  Something that happens almost spontaneously.  It’s why I really loved bicycling.  It’s pretty solitary, and you find yourself praying all the time.

And then you notice the blue truck going your way.  When you see the whites of the driver’s eyes, then you’re REALLY PRAYING.

No cyclists or blue truck drivers were harmed in the making of this blog post.


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