For a very long time I sat watching, observing the movements, the changes and variations of the world....too afraid to step out into it...those that know me now will find this hard to believe I know, but it was a case of being seen...at the back of a crowd and not heard !
As I learned more about myself I became less fearful for what lay outside...beyond....learning to put one foot in front of the other, carrying me away from my past.
I discovered the world is full and what we see through a particularly small opening in a wall may not be all there is.....for each of us there is a vast journey ahead, a destiny if you will...not of accolades and awards, but of experiences...life and the great unfolding that awaits our souls.
I have observed from various countries...cities...rural locales and every thing I saw had something to teach, from the people I encountered to the roses that grew within reach, I attempted to document it all.
From where I began so many years ago....to where I am now leaves me a little befuddled...bewildered even, I would never have believed anyone if they had foretold my journey....the twists, turns, the heart aches...the joys, each has had a profound affect on who I am and who I will become.
I have learned that to live in this world, one must participate...be involved and yet be prepared to step back occasionally and just be....silently observe others on their individual journey without comment or judgement.
People and places will come and go....those that matter will remain in your heart beyond this life and into the next....nothing is permanent, your windows will constantly change as will the light...the shadows, the flowers in bloom and the little birds that hop into view, along with the myriad of variables that we experience on a daily basis.
We must live, we must step out despite our individual fears of others passing judgement upon us...or what we may discover on our path !
So today....and every day after, you must look ahead, see what you can see and journey forward into your future...feel the cool breeze upon your face, the grass beneath your toes and sounds of birds calling to each other....most importantly....live !
it is not for me to question where the words come from, I just know they are not intended for me, I give voice to my eyes and all they capture. Inspiration and creativity comes from the most humble and unexpected places and for that I shall always be grateful. I write of Love or loss, people and places that move me to tears and of course there will always be food......Passion comes in many a strange and wonderful package !
Wednesday, 27 December 2017
The View from my window.......
Labels:
Attraction,
Behavior,
birds,
Change,
contemplation,
Equality,
Family,
Garden,
growth,
Healing,
heritage,
observation,
past,
path,
reflection,
relationships
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