Musings about everything... and no thing...
Synthesizing my experience into a single word that would convey meaning began as a game I started playing when I first traveled to Paris...at the time, it was a way to title the travel blog posts I was writing. Since then, I've come to realize this as a form of meditation...a way to feel my way into an experience of something... to let judgment fall away... to capture the essence of a thing, place, person, interaction... for me, it often appears as a single word...a word simultaneously devoid, and completely full, of meaning.
I invite you to join me on the journey. View my images. Notice what you sense...see...hear. Allow your own story, you own word to arise. Just step into the shot...feel yourself in that place...at that time. Become the shooter...then become the experiencer. Sometimes this simple viewpoint shift is all it takes to get immersed and have that one, right word appear as if by magic… or even better, have all words fall away entirely.
A year ago, when Mom decided to quit treatment and go into hospice, one of the last appointments she kept...
The hundreds of personal, handwritten notes...in a pen and writing style I recognize instantly...the biggest challenge of handling my Mom's estate...
A week or so ago, photographers in the Sacramento Photographers group on Facebook were challenged...
Are you living your life so that no one finds any fault with it?...if so, I invite you to stop now...yes, I mean right now...
Have you ever lived far away from family for a long time?...my mom left her home state of Tennessee and moved to California...
When you review your year. are you surprised about how many things you experienced?...sometimes it seems that my life is so entirely full of the mundane...
Is there a pilgrimage you make around the holidays?...for me, it's always been a trip to San Francisco...a tradition that began when I was a young child...
It may be that I am finally rising from the grief of my mom's passing...