Tag Archives: Future

Back in the Saddle: July Week 4

7.25.2010 – RWC* (Mount Hermon, CA)

7.26.2010 – Simple Pleasures = Skipping Stones* Diptych (Big Basin State Park: Ranch del Oso, CA)

7.27.2010 – Herbs* (Felton, CA)

7.28.2010 – Garage Treasures* (Oakland, CA)

7.29.2010 – 49er Flapjacks* (Orange, CA)

7.30.2010 – Someday I WILL Unpack My Life*

7.31.2010 -Lights and Shadows* (Costa Mesa, CA)

Back in the Saddle: July Week 3

7.17.2010 – Berkeley’s (the closest thing I have to “home”) Many Faces* Triptych (Berkeley, CA)

7.18.2010 – Unexpected* — and completely out of focus, only photo of the day so this what ya get (Mount Hermon, CA)

7.19.2010 -Bookmarked* (Always in My Bag)

7.20.2010 – Gardenia* (Mount Hermon, CA)

7.21.2010 – Printing Department* (Mount Hermon, CA)

7.22.2010 – Toys were better when I was a kid* (Mount Hermon)

7.23.2010 – Umbrellas* (Mount Hermon, CA)

7.24.2010 – Rx for Melancholy* (San Francisco, CA)

What is in Front of Me Right Now

I find that most people have an opinion (or a few) about what I should be doing right now and why where I am (and by extension, who I am) is not enough.  I know the advice given is the product of their concern and care for me; I know they mean well.  But rarely do they halt their talk and attempts to fix my “problem(s)” to hear, to know me.

I am learning what it means to focus on what is front of me.  Not the indefinite in front of me but the immediate, the right now.  I am no longer turning my ear to the cacophony of words surrounding me, which in the past drowned out my voice.  I am focused on what is front of me right now.

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5.20.2010 – A Visual Reminder: Focus Here (Orange, CA)*

5.21.2010 – Waste Not: Apples to Sauce*

5.22.2010 – Loved*

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Blogtrack:
– Toro Y Moi, “Leave Everywhere”;
– Future Islands, “Swept Inside”;
– Foals, “Spanish Sahara”;
– The Local Natives, “Airplanes”;
– Hammock, “You Lost the Starlight in Your Eyes”; and
– Dustin O’Halloran, “Opus 23”

It’s Time to Go.

The more I pursue clarity of purpose, passions, giftings
the deeper the uncertainty, wounding, and suffering
the more stunning the healing and beauty.

It’s time to go.

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Title, dates, etc. are listed below the mosaic from left to right and top to bottom.

5.14.2010 – Yellow (Irvine, CA)*
5.15.2010 – Frameless*
5.16.2010 – South-West of Center (Long Beach, CA)*
5.17.2010 – Hanging in There*
5.18.2010 – Grey Skies are Going to Clear Up (Irvine, CA)*

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Blogtrack:

– HEALTH, “USA Boys”;
– J. Tillman, “When I Light Your Darkened Door”;
– Explosions in the Sky, “What do You Go Home to?”; and
– Ra Ra Riot, “Each Year (Absofacto Remix)”

Gratitude

Some days my eyes cannot open wide enough to take in the surrounding beauty.  Each breath brings a sense of wonder.

There are days, good days where nothing stands out.  Errands and “to dos” are ticked off the list.  Time is well spent with friends and family.  Work and other projects are completed earlier than expected.  A sense of contentment settles in.

Other days are nothing short of a struggle.  Silent tears litter a lonely heart and pillow.

In all, regardless of circumstance and season, I desire a live a life marked by gratitude and thanksgiving.

Gratitude takes nothing for granted, is never unresponsive, is constantly awaking to new wonder, and to praise the goodness of God.          (T. Merton, Thoughts in Solitude)

Gratitude takes nothing for granted.

Gratitude takes no thing for granted.

Recently I have taken to writing down a minimum of five things for which I am grateful each day.  Doing this forces me to pause and delve deeply into each day.  Some nights the lists are long and filled with descriptions, and other nights I barely scrape together five things.  Both the ease and the struggle enable me to more readily recognize the “no things” in my life as they happen, as they present themselves moment by moment.

Here is to living with greater intentionality and with eyes and hearts open wide(r).

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Some days photos seem to take themselves.  This has not been the case for awhile.  Pulling out my camera and taking a photo has been an act of commitment, not desire, for the last two days.  My inspiration is waning.

So what you see is what you get.

5.12.2010 – Fuzzy Borders*

5.13.2010 – Trip to the DMV (Fullerton, CA)*

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Blogtrack:

Clogs, “Last Song (feat. Matt Berninger);
Damien Jurado, “Cloudy Shoes”

1st Things First

5.4.2010 – Lines and Intersections (Orange, CA)*

5.5.2010 – If Only It Was All This Simple (Garden Grove, CA)*

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Blogtrack:

The Concretes, “Good Evening”;
Best Coast “Our Deal”; and
William Fitzsimmons, “I Don’t Feel It Anymore (Song of the Sparrow)”

The Vines that Bind

Several times over the last month I have experienced not belonging.  While walking to my car after a party I was reminded, yet again, that I do not belong here.

I may be here but I do not abide here.

I may live here but I am not at home here.

5.1.2010 – (1) (Long Beach, CA)*

5. 1. 2010 – (2) (Long Beach, CA)*


5.2.2010 – Shavings*

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Blogtrack:

Princeton, “Calypso Gold”;
Active Child, “When Your Love is Safe”