Not Everything Has a Name
To prepare you for encounters with inexpressible mystery, I offer you the following words of Alexander Solzhenitsyn, from his Nobel Prize acceptance speech.
"Not everything has a name," he said. "Some things lead us into a realm beyond words...to revelations unattainable by reason. It is like that small mirror in fairy tales - you glance in it and what you see is not yourself; for an instant you glimpse the Inaccessible, where no magic carpet can take you. And the soul cries out for it."
Entering the realm beyond words, being exposed to places unattainable by reason. Sometimes we are extraordinarily fortunate: We point our vision and see what we would normally see, but Someone, Something, offers it back to us in its REAL, ineffable form. We are struck with awe, with the numinosity of what has been hidden but there all along. This is what happened last night...walking by the river. And my little black and furry friend was there, to show the way.
Who is to say that his vision was not that vision which took his picture? The mysteries unfold...