Beauty is all around us. To me, it is what makes life worth enduring; our ability to recognize it makes us the "quintessence of dust". While reading an essay by German director Werner Herzog entitled On the Absolute, the Sublime, and Ecstatic Truth, the turn of phrase, "Ecstatic Flash" leaped off the screen and enraptured me, much like the very sensation the term was employed to describe. What an evocative string of words! How brilliant this idea of ecstasy as electromagnetic radiation! If we take a moment to excavate each day for its beauties, training the eye to detect both beauty of grand splendor and small sparkle (such as the joy that can be engendered by 3 simple words in succession), I believe we can experience small ecstasies that hold within them the essential truth of existence; that we can taste "infinity in a single moment". Through my blog, I share such scintillations of ecstasy as they happen for me as pertains, most often, to style, travel, the culinary arts, the arts of stage, screen and page, and the exploration of inner self through the practice of yoga. It is my hope that my flash of ecstasy may be your twinkle, if even only one brief candela of light. The very act of writing is ecstasy for me, as is the act of sharing. Ecstasy is all around us: as much in a cup of coffee as in operatic aria. I am thankful to be able to shine these flashes.
A sampling of pieces from The Ecstatic Flash: