Existence is basically that. Going through life as a drone. Moving through the daily “todo” without much thought or desire. Get up, go, get back, repeat… No fulfillment in that. Waiting? For what? The time to be right will never come. If you want, you must think for yourself. Not what the “circle” or the “norm” or the “ideal” say is to be but what you want and need and desire. Push through the challenge. The prize is on the other side. Keep moving forward, even if you find yourself all alone on your journey, don’t stop. Success does not come from hanging out in the safety zone with the rest of the “aroundtoits”. Push forward and keep your eye on the prize. Do things your way and don’t give up when it feels impossible. Focus. Think logically – not emotionally. Do it your way.
You would think that being invisible would be a special power that a superhero might have. Existing without anyone being able to notice or be aware that you are there. Can YOU imagine anything super about that. Powers! Maybe, or not… maybe just maybe the cloak that is keeping you from being seen is the company that you keep the eyes that you’re in front of. Remove the cloak. NOT only will you be seen but you will also see. Clearly, from untainted vision. There’s so much beauty, out in front of you and within as well. Remove the cloak.
As I reach for the exit and look back to what’s stopping me I see emptiness. What is it that is holding me down? Looking around it’s all clouded, like a dream. Is it a dream? No, maybe a nightmare! That’s not right either. I am not a sleep. I am a live. A beating heart, breath, movement all a part of my existence. Existing, yes I exist. Numb most of the time but I am here. Where? Where is here? Listening… Nothing, I hear nothing. Feel… No, nothing there either. Look… a fog, something in the distance, can’t make it out. Why can’t I move?
this life we live. Strange how we repeat and repeat what we repeat just to end up repeating it again. It’s like no matter how much one tries to adjust and change it seems like history, as they say, repeats itself. Alterations made with intent to change and re-create and bring a more desirable outcome end in an individual discovering that they are who they are and no matter how hard they run from it they face themselves when looking in the mirror. Embracing that person and working with the individual they see and have tried so hard to erase can actually, in a twisted way, blossom into a productive and radiant being. Human being that is.
Well, I’ve tried my hand at writing and a few other not so successful ventures. I can’t say that I’ve failed at one or another but I am without a doubt not a master at any. So I will keep on dipping my toe into that water until it is no longer cold but warm. Then, I’ll take a little swim, wade around and find the hot spot. That’s were I think my passion sits. I’m simply looking for the happy zone in life. Not anything in-particular. Nothing society has deemed as successful or right. Not a sexual encounter or a synthetic episode but a place within that brings comfort and contentment. My calling.
I haven’t been very active with taking pictures lately, even of the kids. A snap here and a snap there but I just haven’t felt inspired to go out and catch the world on my little memory card and into my computer. But today I feel like sharing some so that’s what I’m going to do.
I don’t know why the pictures end up all distorted and shrunk down. I’m new at this and I guess I need some practice or wordpress 101
I love to take pictures. It’s the one thing, aside from being a mom that I really enjoy and I’m getting pretty good at it. I’ve been serious about photography since 2006. I mostly take shots of nature and children of course. Lots and lots of flowers out there and any chance I get I’m shaping a shot. My son recognised my passion and purchased a nice camera for me as a gift. I love it. Now I take even more pictures. This year my oldest gave me a tripod. Time to take some with me in the mix. Well, that just goes to show that my boys do pay attention to their mom, even if it seems like they are all caught up in their own world. They know what makes me happy and knowing that makes me happy too.