We are star dust

Clearly I’ve been delinquent in my support of this project and its site and I expect to be delinquent a bit longer.  My other lives have intervened for the moment.

However, I have been thinking about Thich Nhat Hahn’s realization that “If you look deeply into the palm of your hand, you will see your parents and all generations of your ancestors.  All of them are alive in this moment.” in relation to Lawrence Krauss’ understanding that ” …  every atom in your body came from a star that exploded.  And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand.  It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics:  You are all stardust.  You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements – the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution – weren’t created at the beginning of time.  They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way they could get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. … The stars died so that you could be here today.”*

Into the mix lets add the fact that most of the cells of our bodies only live between a few days and a year.  Now when we look deeply into the palm of our hand we may see our ancestors, exploded stars, and a brand new person. Everything is connected.  Everything changes.

* “A Universe From Nothing” by Lawrence Krauss, AAI 2009

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Pick Me!

My musician friend Guillermo always has guitar picks with him in case a song breaks out.  Here are two of his favorites:

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Base pick

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Blue pick

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Whoa!

Jessica is an avid horse person and is lucky enough to have several horses living with her on her mini-ranch.  It’s every girls dream!  Her hands take care of the animals and hold the reins to the place.

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The hands that feed and care for the animals

Jess Right Hand

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Heart Felt

My friend Val covers her heart with her hand when she wants to feel centered and calm.

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Euro Style

My Friend Matt, who is an avid cyclist, climber and photographer.

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Busted!

If we look closely we can see a difference between the two hands.  The left hand “has a lot going on” says the right hand.  The left wrist was broken in a rollerblading accident and the lines around the base of the thumb, and between the thumb and first finger, are like cracks in a broken window.

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Dragonfly

My friend with the sugar bowl also has a lovely dragonfly.

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Tea Time

I was drinking tea the other day and I noticed the way I hold the cup is not simply to keep it upright.  I was cupping it in both hands. Partly to keep my hands warm, and partly because the shape of the cup felt nice.  I asked my friend Ursula if she had anything she likes to hold in her hands and she volunteered a sugar bowl. When she was growing up the bowl was one of the things for sale in her local coffee shop and she eventually collected the whole tea set.

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Then and Now

Lighting then and now.  I recently got a helping hand from a friend who taught me about lighting and lent me a wonderful black velour back-drop.  One of the lessons Thich Nhat Hahn teaches is that we all live better when we all help each other get along in life.  This is also true of my pictures; they are better when I get a little help from my friends (that sounds familiar).  My first picture is on the left, the new lighting on the same hand is on the right.

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Helping Hand

I recently got a helping hand with the lighting on my project from a professional photographer friend.  She came up with a couple of new ways I will be lighting our wonderful hands and here is a preview of her hand with the new lighting plan.

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