On a recent four day long weekend abroad, I spent most of my time daydreaming while gazing up at blue skies and taking brief snapshots with my iPhone. The thought of picking up my Canon hadn’t crossed my brain longer than a fleeting second before the idea of roaming into a boulangerie came to thought. It is not to say that I was not inspired by my surroundings, it was quite the opposite. I was thrilled to be around people, art, sounds, cultures, sights, and glorious golden spring light. Seeing it through a lens wasn’t enough, I needed the moments to filter through my very own pupils into my wandering mind.
Yet, my company wasn’t convinced and inspired a challenge. Wake up at sunrise on my last day with the intention to take my camera off the shelf and out into the streets. With tired eyes I snoozed through two alarms the next morning and reluctantly tied my shoes and headed out into the world. The light was right. Softness took over what had been traffic filled every moment before this dawn. People were still home, tossing in their sheets, the morning was mine to capture. For photographers and runners, there is no better time than sunrise to get it done right.
I neglect this fact often at home. Yet, on a trip to a foreign place, it is easy for me to try new things or reminisce an old lust, for the sake of the experience. Call it je ne sais quoi, call it jet lag, but I hit the streets that Sunday morning feeling free and more like me than I had in weeks. Quiet time alone with myself to visualize, frame, and capture a moment. A memory.
To avoid cliché introductions, I am going to dive right into the meat of this post. I have now completed 52 blog posts, once a week, for an entire year. A resolution I had set for myself just over a year ago. To reiterate my feelings on resolutions, they are powerful! The beginning of a new calendar year is more often than not an emotional process for me.
In years past, my only source of reflection and collection are the journals I keep. The retiring of an old used agenda-journal, the introduction to a fresh clean one, a lot crosses the mind. Memories or days, or weeks past, the souvenir stickers that decorate the cover, quote of inspiration that helped from the year, and water stains from days less inspirational. This year I am beyond grateful to say goodbye to 2017. Looking ahead, I mostly feel relief, because whatever may happen, I fully believe answers are on the horizon, and soon my year-long questions will be resolved.
I embody the ability to completely engulf myself in nostalgia, for better or worse, and this blog is a great place to scroll endlessly of moments and thoughts that have come to pass. It is a modern medium far different from my analog style. The excitement is still here, I can still feel it just as I did 365 days ago.
So for those of you who may be asking, ‘Will the blog continue?’, the answer is yes! In 2018 I will continue to upload weekly. I will continue to produce content, capture the images of my life, and write to express my passions, concerns, and interests. As for the complete vision of the new year, that is unclear. For now, I wish to ring in the New Year with my husband and focus on all that is good in the world and in my life.
It is strange how you can wake up in a new mood, almost feel as if you are in a new place whilst standing in your bedroom. That’s not to say Fridays aren’t a great day, but there was something different about this morning. My energy felt good again like everything could flow naturally.
I understand the hard times, the moments of low energy, the mood that turns into a day, a week, a month of distress. It encompasses more than a persons sleeping pattern, it affects who you see in the mirror. To be honest, sustaining positivity it is one of my biggest obstacles.
Underlying all of that, I maintain a firm foundation in the belief that energy connects us all. Good thoughts go beyond conversations in the head. It takes work, energy flows based on the effort you put into it. Although it may feel the negative takes less effort, it could just be that it has become a habit. Any habit will feel effortless based on the theory of practice and repetition. So at first good thoughts feel like an uphill battle, but then suddenly, it happens naturally.
Basically what I am trying to share with you this week is to keep the faith. If the energy in your life feels dull, dark, or negative, acknowledge it, and move on. All we can do in moments like that is be better in the next moment ahead. Like The Four Agreements state, simply do your best. The energy will respond accordingly.
Last week I made the decision to open up and share something personal with you. This blog has encouraged me to see the good in my life, even when I did not want to see it. It is not to be confused as a veil, there are still dark moments that linger longer than I would like to admit. And the intention of this space is not to be a diary, there is a fine line between a confessional outpour and simple honesty. I believe social media and sharing online can be a positive catalyst to generate good energy in the world.
The pictures include some images I made throughout the week. A selection of moments I captured as the week progressed. Carrying my camera with me is not a daily custom, but it is something I desire to make a habit. It cultivates small digital reminders that leave me feeling accomplished.
To wrap up, I’d like to ask you to look at your days honestly, just as I have, and consider a few simple upgrades. It’s not always easy to be a better version of yourself, but taking the analog approach and consciously doing the work will make one hell of a difference just by trying.
My mind is elsewhere this Friday… in the hours before Hurricane Irma hits the US coast I can’t help but think about every family, friend, and soul I know in its path. With no words of wisdom, or any inspiration to find a distraction, here are a few images from my time in the South Eastern part of the United States. The places where I grew up.