Dec 8, 2021 • 2M

Meditation | 004

Seeking / Calling | E Minor | Vol. I

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Volume I of the original music shared in the Fog Chaser newsletter (September 2021 - August 2022)
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Hi there,

I usually write these notes early in the morning or late at night, rarely in between. Right now it’s early morning. It’s quiet. It’s raining. The fog has settled heavily over the river. Very on-brand.

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This month’s piece is in E minor. I set out to write a simple carol-like song for the season, but I got a bit carried away.

I took this photo with a digital camera in a small Swiss village called Sachslen, about an hour south of Zurich. I remember walking down a hillside near an old stone church and coming across this woman singing beautifully, hauntingly. I was struck by the way she was silhouetted against the mountains — looking up, arms outstretched.

I invite you to sit with this photo and song and, if you can, make them a small part of your day, whether that’s your morning ritual, afternoon break, or your evening wind-down.

A few things worth noting as we close out the year:

  1. Last month’s song, Foreign Morning, is now streaming everywhere. Click here to listen. I also put together this music video.

  2. All of the photos I’ve shared are available as prints, framed or unframed, here. Grab one!

  3. All of the songs from other artists that I share in the “Currently” section below are hanging out in this Spotify playlist.

As always, if you feel like it, let me know what you think in the comments. I’d love to hear from you.

Thank you for being here.


A poem

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

-Mary Oliver, Wild Geese (from Dream Work, 1986)


Currently

  1. Re-reading The Death of Ivan Ilyich by Leo Tolstoy (Powell’s)

  2. Listening to Morning Dew by Kelsey Lu (Spotify / Apple)

    • Reminder: I’m putting all the songs shared in the newsletter into this Spotify playlist

  3. Digging into the “It’s Never Too Late” series, which shares stories about people switching gears, changing their lives, and pursuing their dreams regardless of age (The New York Times)


Notes on this month’s music
Seeking / Calling in E minor / Recorded in Logic Pro / Written and recorded by Fog Chaser

November’s piece, Foreign Morning, is now streaming (Spotify / Apple / Tidal)

Notes on this month’s photo
DSLR / Hillside, Sachseln, Switzerland / (ISO: 320 / Focal length: 54 mm / F number: f/18 / Exposure time: 1/500s / Edited in Adobe Lightroom)

Available as a print


Fog Chaser is a reader-supported publication. If you’d like to support my work and help keep Fog Chaser paywall-free, the best way is by taking out a paid subscription.