Living is being born slowly. It would be a little too easy if we could borrow ready-made souls. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
I'm leaving for Arizona for two weeks on Tuesday. I'm driving and taking Bella. This time isn't so much a vacation as it is a catching up with family, spending some time doing photography and grappling with the lessons I have stacked up on Photoshop, lighting and composition. Most importantly it's the time for reflection and planning I need before making some final decisions about where my life is going to go next year.
While in Arizona I hope to have some quality time and conversations with my sisters and mom. Until recently we have tended to have much more superficial conversations. But the last few years have begun to open up some dark places in our family that we had been afraid to look at and talk more openly about how we are feeling. I want to know how my sister is adapting to Arizona, what about it makes her sing (if any thing) and where are her tears. My other sister is beginning a real estate career and is undergoing changes in relationships. I want to know what has brought her to this moment and what is keeping her going. And I hope my mother will share her thoughts on aging as some day I will be there and would like to know how she copes with it.
With all of this I couldn't help but reflect how our lives are made up of the moments we have and how we treat them. Today's moments were spent doing the busy work one does on the weekend especially in preparation for the trip. Going to the market, cleaning house, shopping for needed fall clothes etc. In the places in between there is the time we give to maintain our intimate connection with ones mate, friends, and family. With all this busyness though I find I need to stop for reflection. This blog has become the window on my inner self, my creative soul if you would, so I continue to make the time several times a week to do it. I guess you could say it is helping me slowly give birth to a new life.
I found this incredible cover of Dan Fogelberg's, "The Sand and The Foam", enjoy:
While in Arizona I hope to have some quality time and conversations with my sisters and mom. Until recently we have tended to have much more superficial conversations. But the last few years have begun to open up some dark places in our family that we had been afraid to look at and talk more openly about how we are feeling. I want to know how my sister is adapting to Arizona, what about it makes her sing (if any thing) and where are her tears. My other sister is beginning a real estate career and is undergoing changes in relationships. I want to know what has brought her to this moment and what is keeping her going. And I hope my mother will share her thoughts on aging as some day I will be there and would like to know how she copes with it.
With all of this I couldn't help but reflect how our lives are made up of the moments we have and how we treat them. Today's moments were spent doing the busy work one does on the weekend especially in preparation for the trip. Going to the market, cleaning house, shopping for needed fall clothes etc. In the places in between there is the time we give to maintain our intimate connection with ones mate, friends, and family. With all this busyness though I find I need to stop for reflection. This blog has become the window on my inner self, my creative soul if you would, so I continue to make the time several times a week to do it. I guess you could say it is helping me slowly give birth to a new life.
I found this incredible cover of Dan Fogelberg's, "The Sand and The Foam", enjoy:
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