Monthly Archives: January 2015

Naked In The Garden of Eden

 

In the Garden with a Magical Other

In the Garden with a Magical Other

I was out with my good wife for another one of our ten kilometre walks that became slightly longer as we went off the beach into a forested area and took some Garden of Eden photos. It was an interesting time as we found three different photo locations, one of them on the edge of the beach with people working only about 50 metres to the south and about 75 metres to the north. That beach scene was the site we used for Adam and Eve and the Apple scene.

Today, it is a day free from taking photos and writing as we both need to do other things rather than get into a rut. For me, it becomes time to organise, cull and edit photos for the poetry book, as well as taking a long walk into the village to buy provisions for the next while. Living not far from the sea for three months means that we do all the “normal” things of life such as grocery shopping, laundry, etc. We cook most of our own meals and clean up after ourselves as if we were back home in Canada. And, that is good – normal life rather than thinking of this as a resort holiday.

Naked Offering Of Soul To One's Significant Other

It is a strange thing, this feeling called love that pulls us into relationship with another person. Falling in love with someone who is a mystery, a being surrounded in a field of golden light, a stranger that is more god-like than human is finding oneself in the presence of the Magical Other. In our modern western world, we long with every fibre of our being that we will find ourselves in the presence of this Magical Other who will be open to receiving our hearts and souls, offering his or her heart and soul in return.

There are many stories of Romantic Love that have come to us over the history of humanity. And of them all, not one ends well. There is no way for the Magic Other to survive, and the “self” that is drawn to that “Magic Other.” Sometimes it results in literal death to the “Star Struck Lovers.” Sometimes, most often, it translates into the sense of loss of the other who has suddenly become a stranger, not the person, or should I say the “image” with whom one had fallen in love. Sadly in our times this has resulted in an increase in divorces, spousal abuse and even suicide.

There is a lot of trust needed in order to navigate one’s vulnerability and the vulnerability of one’s partner in order to learn to see the reality of the significant other, the person behind the star-struck aura that romantic love blinds us. In depth psychology, we call it withdrawing projections and owning one’s own stuff, including the contrasexual soul that we place as a burden on our significant others.

Romantic love makes for good stories and movies, but it promises one an interesting life, one filled with as many highs as lows – it all comes down to balance.

Naked Offering Of Soul To One’s Significant Other

Will You Marry Me?

Will You Marry Me?

It is a strange thing, this feeling called love that pulls us into relationship with another person. Falling in love with someone who is a mystery, a being surrounded in a field of golden light, a stranger that is more god-like than human is finding oneself in the presence of the Magical Other. In our modern western world, we long with every fibre of our being that we will find ourselves in the presence of this Magical Other who will be open to receiving our hearts and souls, offering his or her heart and soul in return.

There are many stories of Romantic Love that have come to us over the history of humanity. And of them all, not one ends well. There is no way for the Magic Other to survive, and the “self” that is drawn to that “Magic Other.” Sometimes it results in literal death to the “Star Struck Lovers.” Sometimes, most often, it translates into the sense of loss of the other who has suddenly become a stranger, not the person, or should I say the “image” with whom one had fallen in love. Sadly in our times this has resulted in an increase in divorces, spousal abuse and even suicide.

There is a lot of trust needed in order to navigate one’s vulnerability and the vulnerability of one’s partner in order to learn to see the reality of the significant other, the person behind the star-struck aura that romantic love blinds us. In depth psychology, we call it withdrawing projections and owning one’s own stuff, including the contrasexual soul that we place as a burden on our significant others.

Romantic love makes for good stories and movies, but it promises one an interesting life, one filled with as many highs as lows – it all comes down to balance.

Naked Alchemy and Naked Poetry

Red King and White Queen of Alchemy

Red King and White Queen of Alchemy

I have been playing with Photoshop as there is one photo needed in the “We” section that talks about the union of opposites, the claiming of ownership of one’s inner feminine for men, and inner masculine for women. Claiming the inner contrasexual nature allows one to become whole, something impossible to do when we project our inner nature onto another person, typically our significant other.

This image has a long way to go (borrowed), and is no where near what I have now achieved for the Naked Poetry 3 book. Of course, I won’t be posting that image here as it will remain a mystery until I publish the book. So far I have five poems completed with a few of the photos completed for those poems. The process is becoming more and more a collaborative process as my wife becomes a sounding board for ideas, and in the process adding in her ideas as well. The results are making the book even better because of that collaboration. But then again, after fourty-three years of married life together, it is only to be expected.

Finding Adam Naked On A Caribbean Log

Caribbean Adam

Caribbean Adam

This isn’t the photo that is going into the poetry book [saving it as a surprise for those who buy the book], but it is the site where the final photo was taken. My wife took a lot of photos changing the angles and orientation as well as the size of “Adam” in the photo. The final photo is in portrait format in order to fit into the book.

When the photos were taken yesterday, around noon, we were about 200 metres from the closest resort. Since it was lunch hour, we had the area to ourselves, something that wouldn’t have been possible and hour earlier or later. I was out on the log for about fifteen minutes, going out a second time with a change in light conditions. What if a few beach strollers had happened by as I was on the log and my wife was busy taking photos? Neither of us had a plan as I would have had to get off the log and walk to shore and a bit more to get my bathing suit back on, a process that might have made the situation worse instead of better. It is sad that one has to consider these things rather than just be respectful of self and others in a non-exhibitionist manner.

Likely we will head out again today hoping to get a number of “Aphrodite” photos and perhaps a few “Garden of Eden” photos in our garden added in for good measure. There are many photos yet to be taken and most of the poems still to write. Hasta mañana!

The First Naked Poem Has Been Written

Adam - He - Everyman

Adam – He – Everyman

I haven’t take the photo that will effectively  have this pose. The site has been chosen with a tree strong enough to support my weight in the water close enough to the shore line of the Caribbean Sea to provide the backdrop. Of course there will be no “God” in the photo which my wife will take, hopefully this noon hour when the beach in the area described above is typically deserted.

I have taken the first photo for the “She” section, a photo of Psyche feeling unwanted, unloved – that typical angst young women live with while waiting for their first love, worried that no one, no knight in shining armor will ever show up thus proving her lack of worth as a woman, as a human. I saw the image for the poem “Waiting For Love,” when my wife stood at the back screen door early this morning with her body silhouetted against the outer light and the inner darkness of our casita. Next step is to write the poem for the photo.

Naked Images in a Mexican Garden

Adam in a Mexican Paradise

Adam in a Mexican Paradise fin

It has begun – the photos and poems have found life here on the Mayan Riviera. A few photos have been taken with two finding their way into the book template that I have set up. I have a photo [not this one] that will serve to introduce Part One – He; as well as one to introduce Part Two – She. It actually is a good beginning as the process of taking photos is done with dialogue between my wife and myself, especially for photos that have her in the picture. The idea is to tell a story, honestly, in a way that honours the level of comfort and the story. Nudity isn’t gratuitous, it becomes more authentic and essential in telling the truth of what it is to be human. I won’t be bringing her photos here as they are destined for the photo book, not the Internet.

We will be heading to the seaside at dawn sometime in the very near future in order to get other photos that we have planned together. I still have a few “garden” area photos to take using morning rather than afternoon sunshine. I will also try a few late afternoon shots to see how colour is affected as I want the best images possible for the book. Since the book will be able to be seen and read by our children, neighbour friends, extended family, community members, and perhaps even our grandchildren; we are taking care with the photos to avoid exhibitionism. With our grandchildren in mind, we want nudity to be obvious without becoming an issue for whatever reasons that arise out of their home families and communities. Our photos in previous Naked Poetry books point to what I am trying to express here.

Perversion Is the Audacity to Call Nakedness Evil

Adam-or-Eve

Adam and Eve – Before the Dawn of Consciousness

As I begin the process of writing my poems for book three, I find myself thinking, almost obsessively, about all the implications of the images and the poems. It all begins with Adam and Eve. In this post, I want to highlight the fact of being born naked, being created in the Creator’s image.

“So God created man in his own image,
in the image of God he created him;
male and female he created them.” [Genesis 1:27]

We know that they were created without clothing, a fact that is reinforced with the birth of every human being since the first man and woman. No one questions this fact, even those most angry and upset about the naked human body. If one is to “believe” these words from the bible, then the “image” of God is not restricted to the male human form, but includes the female human form as well. The word “image” is powerful and doesn’t give us much wiggle room when it comes to interpretation. Yet, as a human species, we have turned all of this on its head as though what was said and what was meant were polar opposites.

For example, every image we dare create of God has the Creator in the form of a man. At least this is what we have allowed to exist. Not only is the Creator in the form of a man, but that man is always lost in voluminous robes so that as little skin as possible is visible – hands, face and not much more. Even in the Garden of Eden, where the Creator enjoys the company of Adam and Eve, that Creator is always hidden in multitudinous folds of material while Adam and Eve are totally naked. Okay, so maybe we weren’t supposed to take being made in the Creator’s image literally, in spite of what fundamentalists preach to us.

Adam and Eve decide to disobey the boundaries set by the creator (and there is a psychological side to this that begs to be told) resulting in both of them becoming aware of their nakedness. Their first response – and I must be clear that it is their response, not the Creator’s response – is to invent clothing and “hide” their naked, the truth of their being made in the Creator’s image. It is the image of the Creator finding Adam and Eve “covered” that elicits a heated response from the Creator. Prior to the covering, the Creator had been mightily pleased with these two humans and called their creation, naked – good. Finding them covered, hiding their reflection of the Creator’s image, goodness had been tarnished, soiled, even disowned by Adam and Eve.

And today, we credit God for the creation of clothing. We proscribe nakedness as offensive to God and godly people. We vilify women as evil responsible for the downfall of man and the loss of the Garden of Eden, Paradise. We build religions around the godly [male] beliefs that man must be protected from their sexuality, a sexuality that is lit on fire with the mere image of a woman. And we dare to call the perversions of our religions as Holy Gospel, the Word of God. Nice sleight of hand to call black, white.

Naked Poetry Three – The Photo Plan

Michelangelo's Adam

Michelangelo’s Adam

Well, the research has yielded desired results for the poetry book yet to be written. The book begins with the creation of man who is naked, unconscious of his nakedness, and without shame. Not long after creation, he becomes wounded, and so begins his journey into consciousness, a journey that spans the life of every man though not every man dares to make the journey, choosing instead to remain as unconscious as possible.

With that journey told, a second journey needs to be followed, that of the journey of every woman as she moves from blind innocence into the fullness of her innate wisdom of life.  She leaves childhood to become a virginal woman, falls into love, has her eyes begin to see the truth of her lover, and then of herself.

The third journey is that of a couple, the journey from Romantic Love into stark reality and then into the realisation that we can be separate as individuals yet joined together as a king and queen in holiness.

Below is the photo plan that has been developed. I will be taking a number of photos while here in Mexico, the photos marked with an asterisk. I will open up the remaining photos for others to submit for inclusion in the book. I will choose the photos that best fit the theme. Age and physical conditioning are irrelevant for the most part as this is to be the story of every man and every woman and every couple – it is not about the perfect man, woman or couple. Photos submitted are not to be exhibitionist or lewd – natural images of nude and vulnerable and honest people only, please.

He – Naked Poetry Three Photo Plan

*Photo One – Adam – the innocent man – reclining on beach (in water or on log)
Photo Two – Fisher King hunting (rifle or bow) in forest
Photo Three – Fisher King being denied wine from the Holy Grail
*Photo Four – Wounded King – resting on log holding hip as though wounded
Photo Five – Parsifal – innocent fool – country side, garden
Photo Six – Parsifal – approaching a tent
*Photo Seven – Lover – in garden kissing lover
Photo Eight – Parsifal – being a fool and having a young princess laugh at his antics
Photo Nine – Parsifal – riding a horse
Photo Ten – Parsifal – mourning the death of his mother
*Photo Eleven – Magician – offering a magical potion (wine in wineglass)
Photo Twelve – Parsifal meets a man in a boat on the shore
Photo Thirteen – Parsifal in the desert, dry country
Photo Fourteen – Parsifal meets a hermit at the front of a cave
*Photo Fifteen – Sage – in peaceful meditation scene on beach

She – Naked Poetry Three Photo Plan

*Photo One – Aphrodite emerging out of the sea
Photo Two – Psyche – Feeling lonely and misunderstood
Photo Three – Psyche – the bride
*Photo Four –Aphrodite and the birds
Photo Five – Psyche and the Knife/Sword – setting weapon aside choosing consciousness
Photo Six – Psyche and the Light in the Darkness (candle, scented oil lamp, etc.)
*Photo Seven – Aphrodite – Sitting on the branches of a tree in water
Photo Eight – Psyche – Task One – Bringing order out of chaos – sorting scene
Photo Nine – Psyche – Task Two – Gathering gold – Twilight and gathering in nature
Photo Ten – Psyche – Task Three – Filling a crystal goblet from a mountain stream
Photo Eleven – Psyche – Task Four – Opening empty jewelry box
*Photo Twelve – Aphrodite – Carrying gifts for women from the sea
Photo Thirteen – Psyche – woman in the mirror
Photo Fourteen – Psyche – mother and daughter
*Photo Fifteen – Aphrodite – Eternal Mother returning to the sea

We – Naked Poetry Three Photo Plan

*Photo One – Adam and Eve – innocence in the garden
Photo Two – Tristan & mother – man in grief, mourning woman posed as dead mother
Photo Three – Tristan & anima – sword & harp – masculine & feminine
*Photo Four – Adam and Eve –  sitting together in garden eating fruit
Photo Five – Isolde & Tristan – Isolde nurses wounded Tristan
Photo Six – Tristan & Isolde – drinking love potion
*Photo Seven – Tristan and Isolde – sitting on the beach not facing each other, angry
Photo Eight – Tristan & Isolde – in the enchanted forest with eyes only for each other
Photo Nine – Tristan & Isolde –veil falls away revealing Isolde (withdrawing projections)
*Photo Ten – Tristan and Isolde – looking into each other’s’ eyes at seaside
Photo Eleven – Tristan & Isolde – leaving the forest e – return to normal life
Photo Twelve – Tristan & Isolde – accepting the loss of fantasy for reality
*Photo Thirteen – Red king and white queen – half and half (photoshopped)
Photo Fourteen – Tristan & Isolde – Isolde mourning the dead Tristan
*Photo Fifteen – Shiva-Shakti – in the sea – Tantric union

 

Planning Photos Before Writing Naked Poems

Tristan and Isolde

Tristan and Isolde

I am working on the outline of my next book of poetry that has three sections. The first section is called “She” and follows a tale of Aphrodite and Psyche. The second section is called “He” and follows the tale of the Fisher King. The third section is called “We” and takes the story of Tristan and Isolde as its inspiration. Each section will have fifteen poems with fifteen photos to match them, just like my first two books in the Naked Poetry series. This time, however, there is a difference.

I am making the photo plan first based on the ideas garnered from the mythological tales. I will have several photos prepared for each poem from which I will select the one that inspires the poem that will grow out of the image as well as the psychological truths revealed in the original myths. So far, I have the photo plan in place for “She” and “We” with a few photos already planned for “He.” I will make the plan available soon to a number of people who will then create their images based on the plan. I will chose a different person for each photo with the exception of “reserved” poems for myself and my wife. This is a rather intriguing process.