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Brave The Bluff
The Ítrídrangaviti lighthouse is a small and compact structure, standing approximately 13 feet tall. It is located on a steep and narrow sea stack in the Vestmannaeyjar archipelago, south of Iceland.
How It Was Built
The construction of the lighthouse on such an isolated and precarious rock formation is an impressive feat of engineering and human perseverance. Although detailed records of its construction are sparse, it is generally believed that:
1. Location and Preparation
The lighthouse was built atop a sea stack rising sharply from the ocean, a site chosen to aid navigation through dangerous waters. Surveying the rock to ensure its stability would have been an initial challenge.
2. Dangerous Access
Reaching the site was extremely difficult. Workers likely approached the sea stack by boat and then climbed up the nearly vertical rock face using ropes, ladders, or early scaffolding systems. The risk of falling, especially in strong winds or rough waves, would have been constant.
3. Tools and Materials
Given the site’s isolation, materials were likely transported in small loads. Supplies and tools would have been hoisted up using pulleys or winches. The lighthouse was designed to be minimalistic in size to make construction feasible.
4. Extreme Conditions
The construction process was likely carried out in dangerous weather conditions, including high winds at perilous heights. process was likely carried out in dangerous weather conditions including high winds, frigid temperatures, and turbulent seas. Iceland’s unpredictable climate would have added further challenges to the workers’ safety and progress.
5. Human Resilience
Despite the risks and logistical difficulties, workers managed to complete the small lighthouse. Its compact size—roughly 13 feet tall—reflects the limitations of building on such a confined, rocky pinnacle.
The Ítrídrangaviti lighthouse serves as a critical navigational aid while also symbolizing the ability to conquer nature’s most remote and challenging landscapes.
It’s also a testament to human will.
The Bench
The Bench
How the day bends itself to joy,
like trees leaning toward light.
Here, silence hums—
a presence, not an absence.
The air holds a simple truth:
that love is quiet,
that a heart can rest
when it knows it is surrounded.
Here is the world,
its breath threading
through fur, through laughter,
through eyes that see and do not ask.
The earth beneath holds no grudges,
the sun carries no demands.
The moment—
is enough.
And what else could you want,
sitting still in the company
of those who know
what it means to belong?
To them, you are everything.
And here, you are whole.
These are the mathematics of joy—
three pairs of eyes,
watching nothing in particular,
thus everything.
This is what the soul looks like
when it finds its pack—
content as fallen leaves,
complete as autumn light.
