The Chautauqua Experience


 

 

I wanted to share some more of my experiences at Chautauqua with you. It truly is like walking into another world. A world that is quieter and beautiful. Fragrance fills the air. Faintly, from the direction of the lake you can hear laughter and giggling.

 

My first thing to do is to take pictures. I took over 600 photos. No you won’t have to look at all of them. I allow the energy fill me and take me to my calm space. We walked down the main street, which is brick, and found ourselves at Bestor plaza. I released a sigh of contentment.

 

After the big band performance, we went down to the lake for the fireworks. I sat on a bench while Amy video taped them. Chautauqua has a bell tower and it played patriotic songs while we watched the July 4th fireworks. We left about eleven to go back to our motel. The next day was filled with walking the streets and looking at the great old homes, a little food, going to the lake and seeing the opera, Madame Butterfly. It was a fantastic performance. I have seen it before but this one had perfect music, every note was precise and the voices were angelic. We had run into friends and we all ended up going to the opera together.

 

Amy did an internship for the opera almost thirty years ago and she went to visit her old haunts. I went to the bookstore and noodled around and went to the bookstore. Complete happiness descended upon me and I moved slowly through the shelves. They touch all subjects with their inventory and promote Chautauqua authors.

 

We went to a poetry and prose reading. I love to go to readings anywhere. Here the readings took place on a wide porch which wraps itself around two sides of the house. Authors can stay there if they wish. We sat in wicker furniture, feeling the gentle breeze on the cheek and words sailing through the air to your heart. A really good experience. Then we went to an art show in the park. It was fun to wander around enjoying the beauty and immersing ourselves in all of the talent and beauty that filled the park.

 

 

 

 

 

 

St. Elmo's Door. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

St. Elmo’s Door. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Inspiration stump at Lily Dale. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Inspiration stump at Lily Dale. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Flowers photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Flowers photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

 

Lily Dale, NY. Spiritualist community

Lily Dale, NY. Spiritualist community

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All-women's big band from Buffalo NY. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio

All-women’s big band from Buffalo NY. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio

 

Hall of Philosophy. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Hall of Philosophy. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Day Lily. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Day Lily. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

 

Clematis. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Clematis. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Art show. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Art show. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Art Show. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Art Show. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Father and son. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Father and son. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

 

 

photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Bats the official night visitors on the grounds. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Bats the official night visitors on the grounds. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

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Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

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Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio  2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

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Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

 

 

 

Fourth of July fireworks. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

Fourth of July fireworks. Photographed and copyrighted by Barbara Mattio 2014

You had me at~Beautiful Mind


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Art by MichelleMarie

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Whatever your “Beautiful Mind” thinks…you had me at Beautiful Mind!

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Bigotry


Striking words!

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(Originally posted on this blog April, 2013)

"The Lynching Tree" Illustration from home.earthlink.net “The Lynching Tree”
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you squirm with the worms

in your cankerous

craters of ignorance

deep in its damps

where sunlight can’t cleanse

your arbitrary filth

yet somehow you thrive

with your burgeon

of slithering isms

you now and then scrabble

up and over the rim

don your sheets

mount your dragon

and visit our civilized

precincts to peddle

more unctuous bilge

until someone like me

kicks your pustulant ass

back down that black hole

where your mortified

parents abandoned you

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My One Everything


Thank you for sharing this poem my friend. Hugs, Barbara

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He created all the worlds
With a single gracious breath
A Word dripping with mercy
The Giver of Life!

Manifested everywhere
Greater in His beauty still
The reason I roam speechless
The One who captivates!

A burning thirst embedded
In the depths of every soul
Satisfied with nothing but
The most Perfect One!

The reason I dance in joy
The reason I feel this peace
The reason I love what’s His
My One everything!

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Croatian Serb War Crimes Indicted Goran Hadzic – An Ordinary Family Man From Hell


My maternal grandparents came here from Croatia these articles give me a sense of what they wouldn’t talk about. Thank you Ina

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Goran Hadzic Goran Hadzic

A significant war crimes case at the Hague against Goran Hadzic has last week Thursday 3 July reached its defence stage.

In 1992, Goran Hadzic was elected President of the self-proclaimed Republic of Serbian Krajina (RSK), a territory seized from Croatia by Serbs in rebellion against Croatia’s declaration of independence from communist Yugoslavia. According to the ICTY indictment Hadzic was involved in the forcible removal and murder of thousands of Croatian civilians and other non-Serbs between 1991 and 1993. Hadzic is accused of 14 crimes against humanity and violations of laws or customs of war. His indictment specifically names the 1991 massacre of 250 Croatian and non-Serb civilians from the Vukovar hospital in one of the first atrocities of the war.

Regarding detention and deportation (ethnic cleansing) the ICTY Prosecution considers Hadzic responsible for the detention of prisoners in the JNA military (Yugoslav People’s Army) prison in Sid…

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Mid Week Musings – Reader Thank You


sheketechad's avatarSunflower Solace Farm

I normally don’t post on Wednesdays, because it’s the most hectic work day of my week. But in a conversation with another blogger, a thought hit me today about all of you, my readers. Many of you are new; in fact, more than half of you, within the last six weeks. You don’t really know me yet.

In June alone, over 42 million posts were made here on WordPress.  Yet hundreds of you check in here each week, some of you daily, and give me a gift – the gift of your time and attention.  Your time is something you cannot retrieve once it is spent, and for that, I’d honestly and sincerely like to say “Thank you.”  It means more than you can possibly know, because it is the foundation of my dreams that you view each time you visit here.

A few weeks ago I reminded all of…

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