Quote for Today: Emily Arden


As soon as the torch went out the atmosphere of the forest intensified. As her eyes slowly became accustomed to the darkness she started to notice the outlines of canopies above them where trees were silhouetted against the pale moonlight.
The sounds around them became more noticeable; the shuffling of an animal through the undergrowth, the whistling of the wind through the trees, and now and then the cry of some creature being captured in the darkness.
As they sat quietly, the noises seemed to become louder still until both visitors felt absorbed into the forest world.
Emily Arden, Lie to me: Deception: Book Two

Quote for Today: Julie Andrews


Early one beautiful summer evening, when everyone else was drinking indoors, Tony and I walked down to the river. We lay on the grass under a tree and chatted. At one point, Tony said, “Look at the pattern of lace the leaves make against the sky.” I looked at the canopy above us, and suddenly saw what he saw. My perspective completely shifted. I realized I didn’t have his “eyes” — though once he pointed it out, it became obvious. It made me think, “My God, I never look enough,” and in the years since, I’ve tried very hard to look —
and look again.
Julie Andrews, Home: A Memoir of My Early Years

Image: Skylight © Katherine McDaniel, 2017

Quote for Today: Ray Bradbury


“I got a statistic for you right now. Grab your pencil, Doug. There are five billion trees in the world. I looked it up. Under every tree is a shadow, right? So, then, what makes night? I’ll tell you: shadows crawling out from under five billion trees! Think of it! Shadows running around in the air, muddying the waters you might say. If only we could figure a way to keep those darn five billion shadows under those trees, we could stay up half the night, Doug, because there’d be no night!”

― Ray BradburyDandelion Wine

Public Domain Image via Pixabay

Quote for Today: Diane Ackerman


In the rain forest, no niche lies unused. No emptiness goes unfilled. No gasp of sunlight goes untrapped. In a million vest pockets, a million life-forms quietly tick. No other place on earth feels so lush. Sometimes we picture it as an echo of the original Garden of Eden—a realm ancient, serene, and fertile, where pythons slither and jaguars lope. But it is mainly a world of cunning and savage trees. Truant plants will not survive. The meek inherit nothing. Light is a thick yellow vitamin they would kill for, and they do. One of the first truths one learns in the rain forest is that there is nothing fainthearted or wimpy about plants.
Diane Ackerman, The Rarest of the Rare: Vanishing Animals, Timeless Worlds


Image © Dave Kimble with CCLicense

Trash Talking: Letters From Discarded Paper, Introduction and First Set

Synkroniciti is very excited to unveil our first online collaborative project, titled Trash Talking: Letters from Discarded Paper. It features provocative images by Michael Bogdanffy-Kriegh paired with my poetry. These poems take the form of letters from the paper objects pictured, giving them voices which range from humorous to tragic, from idealistic to cynical.

10923526_953296364688320_8656513160697412266_nMichael Bogdanffy-Kriegh is a Fine Art photographer based in Beacon, NY, USA. A registered architect in New York State holding an architecture degree from the University of Virginia, he has nourished a lifelong love for photography, embarking on a second career in that medium in 2011. His work has been featured in the 21st Annual Juried Show: Peter Urban Legacy Exhibition at the Griffin Museum of Photography in Winchester, MA; in Dispatches from Eternity at the Theo Ganz Studio in Beacon, NY; in Wandering Curves at the New York Center for Photographic Arts; and at the Catalyst Gallery in Beacon, NY. You can view and purchase his lovely book, Beacon Bagel, here.

Michael’s images are edgy, thoughtful and emotional. There is often an angst just below the surface that is rendered no less sharp by the quiet, meditative mood of his work. These images of paper objects carelessly discarded are full of a vague anxiety which I have sought to complement in my poetry.

Compulsion chooses; compulsion embellishes; compulsion gives meaning. In this way we become.

The objects and scenes depicted by my images are found during daily meditative walks. Images are recorded and edited as compulsion dictates. The resulting photographs sit at the intersection of observation, emotion and reflection. –Michael Bogdanffy-Kriegh, Artist Statement

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Uniting Sacred and Secular: Two Green Cathedrals of Europe

Cathedral construction was a major engine of medieval Europe. Does a new approach to this historical architecture hold new possibilities?

Giuliano Mauri, La Cattedrale Vegetale, Bergamo, Italy

Giuliano Mauri, La Cattedrale Vegetale, Bergamo, Italy

A few minutes ago every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their songs never cease. Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings, while incense is ever flowing from the balsam bells and leaves. No wonder the hills and groves were God’s first temples, and the more they are cut down and hewn into cathedrals and churches, the farther off and dimmer seems the Lord himself.

John Muir

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The Cattedrale Vegetale, or Cathedral of Vegetation, stands at the foot of Mount Arera, near the Italian city of Bergamo. Designed by land artist Giuliano Mauri and completed by his son after the master’s death in 2009, the structure is composed of 42 beech trees. For now, the young trees are supported by columns constructed from fir trunks and chestnut and hazelnut branches. This frame is slowly rotting away as the trees grow. Much like the vaulted stone ceilings of a medieval cathedral, a canopy is slowly forming as the treetops bow toward one another. Five aisles lie between the rows of beech, which are staggered in height.


The Cathedral of Vegetation serves as a memorial to the work of an artist who created things that were usually short lived and subject to decay. Like any cathedral, it stands as a testament to its builder and his devotion, but this one enlists the aid of nature rather than merely subjugating and copying it. It returns to nature as a place close to creative energy and God. Mauri chose to allow people to share that energy by making the cathedral a place open to the community and visitors for worship, prayer and meditation.



Over 90 feet long and almost 80 feet wide, the grove of trees will reach into the skies for many seasons and years to come.





Very different from the old city of Bergamo, the master planned city of Almere is the newest city in the Netherlands, sitting on a tract of land reclaimed from Lake IJsselmeer between 1959 and 1968. This piece of land is referred to as a polder, a low lying area surrounded by manually operated dikes. In 1976, the first house was completed. The community was looking for an artistic concept that would make Almere unique. Marinus Boezem created De Groene Kathedraal, or The Green Cathedral.

De Groene Kathedraal

De Groene Kathedraal

Boezem will tell you that his Green Cathedral has nothing to do with religion and that viewing it in such a fashion is one-sided. That being said, it can hardly be separated from echoes of medieval Christianity. You can read more about his vision in this fascinating interview from the Museum de Paviljoens in Almere.

Reims Cathedral

Reims Cathedral

Rheims Floorplan with aerial view of De Groene Kathedraal

Rheims Floorplan with aerial view of De Groene Cathedral

The structure is made of 178 Italian Poplars planted in a design that mimics the architecture of Reims Cathedral in France, open to the sky rather than enclosed with a stone vault. Whereas the original design was inspired by tree trunks and natural structures, Boezem’s creation seeks to return that stone design to nature. Boezem took hold of the cathedral as a logo, the starting point of the new city. The image has roots in both sacred and secular space. Like Mauri’s structure, people of various faiths and walks of life do come to the cathedral to pray, meditate and worship, but that wasn’t the reason Boezem built it.

Medieval cities cultivated cathedrals not only as places of worship, but as community projects that brought people together to work for a common goal, providing employment and fellowship. It took time to build one, sometimes centuries, and being a part of the process was to be part of something bigger than yourself. Today, there aren’t many things that take so much time and attention. The Green Cathedral may not take centuries to finish, but the poplars do mature over decades. It is estimated that the trees will reach their peak this year, reaching the height of thirty meters, just shy of 100 feet, after which they will begin to die. Italian Poplars are short lived trees, and barring the planting of new ones, this cathedral will begin to decay in little more than thirty years from its original planting.


In the forest nearby, you will see a second cathedral, this one a negative space made by the deliberate lack of trees, looking startlingly similar to a large keyhole. This structure will remain much longer, as if to do homage to the symbol of the cathedral and the open space it creates for the future. It may also be interpreted as the continuing influence of Christianity, an impression left on modern culture and on the hearts and minds of humans.


What strike me about Boezem and Mauri’s cathedrals are the permeability and sustainability of their structures. Modern man and modern religion suffer from a rigidity and adherence to habit which threatens the world around us and the core of life itself. We can choose a different way. We can make space and embrace possibility.


The Earth’s health is the only standard that is all-encompassing enough to overcome the ethnic, cultural, religious, and national tensions that are rending the world asunder. Only the Earth can become the central axis around which which world peace can be spun, for no religion is more compelling, no single nation larger, and no peoples older than the Earth itself. For that to happen, the collective human consciousness must expand enough so that our highest identification is as Earth-Humans.

―Ilchi Lee, Magos Dream: Meeting with the Soul of the Earth
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Quote for Today: Herman Hesse

Natural Falls State Park, Oklahoma © Katherine McDaniel

Through the Trees
Natural Falls State Park, Oklahoma
© Katherine McDaniel

A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, the longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home.

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Quote for Today: Ashim Shanker

In my mind, I could sense their roots under the soil, creeping in helical tangles of ever-increasing complexity outward and in all directions—out beyond the perimeter of the Helsingør Wood, out below Yami’s Under City, out along the banks of the river, out to the nearest coast and thereupon out into the sea; the roots crept down further along the continental shelf, downward into the abysses, downward into the ocean floor, burrowing under the corals and under trenches, and then back up again to sprout in the darkened forest on a foreign continent: all the trees of the world now had conjoined roots, for they were now of one conjoined consciousness!
Ashim Shanker, Only the Deplorable