Inspiration

but inspiration; after being in pain and knocked down, I stepped outside as soon as I could, and I saw the most beautiful plant, just leaves really, with reds and greens and yellow, and I thought ! oh life.. it’s the actual living that inspires me; people who are full, engaged, and who feel and emote the pulse of life, those who are alive with their own truth..

while I was sick, the thought came into my mind, it’s funny really, of starting a post here on LS, just a subject, nothing more, that said

They are only photos

Sometimes I feel there is less life for me because of photography, that is, I am more interested in others lives than my own, and that is my life..and all this thinking about photography gets to be obsessive and perhaps pointless, and others go on having these multi dimensional lives..but still, it ..photography.. is, and it persists, and to worry too much about why seems even more futile.

so here’s a nod to inspiration, because it is an echo of the beauty within, and photography is a big mirror, helping us to become clear and to resonate with all that is part of our journey here as divine beings struggling in our human forms..