FEAR has Two Meanings: Forget Everything and Run… …or Face Everything and Rise. A quote by Zig Ziglar I think there may be a third option. Be still. Because maybe, like this woman seems to realize, there is nothing to fear—but fear itself. 🙂 Image created for Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Surreal
You talking to me?
We are one leaf on the great human tree. Pablo Neruda I’ve given a fresh look to an old image, just for the fun of it. I love the dreamy glow in the leaves. I really don’t have much to share today. Everything is wonderful and there are lots of things in the works… but I am learning to wait until it’s time before I talk about things. There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people. Vincent van Gogh Saturday a dear friend who lives out of state is flying in, and she and I will be hitting the beach, and doing some hiking (I can already feel my calves getting sore!). So… if all goes as planned I will have some exciting new photographs to share. That’s about all for now. Life is good and God is great!!
I shot this image earlier and was prepared to post a blue leaf version, but I did another overlay and really liked the natural and subtle tones in this one. Maybe because I am very tired today. My experience on the panel last night went well. BUT… somehow I ended up going last and had about 7 minutes to tell my tale. Needless to say, I had to skip through half the story and get to the good stuff fast! Maybe that’s a good thing! Anyway, we went out afterwards and I didn’t get home until midnight, after a couple cups of coffee. So… my sleep was a bit disturbed. I’ll tell you one thing. I found out that getting in that rut where I forget to be grateful is easily remedied by doing things like the panels. Seeing the tired and sad faces in the crowd made me both grateful for where I am today and eager to share my HOPE with them. I hit a new level of gratitude, for sure. That’s about all for …
This morning I heard rustling and chirping in the garden and saw a little white bird hopping from flower to flower. I must have a thing for wings because as soon I saw the wing on this shot I knew that I had to make it work. The bird was very tiny and I was too far away, so it took quite a bit of tinkering, but at least the wind stands out.
Unless you learn to face your own shadows, you will continue to see them in others, because the world outside you is only a reflection of the world inside you. I’m still in the midst of some kind of photo block. Personally, I think it’s just a little burn-out. The story of my life is overdoing things… so it makes sense that maybe it’s just time for a little timeout. I started reading, which is a VERY good thing. Anyway, this bird was in the backyard this morning, so I just gave him (or her) some color, and a mock reflection- just for the sake of having something to do, and to get in some practice. Blessings!! Have a beautiful day. ♥♥♥
I absolutely LOVE this birds wing. I remember taking the photo, but it must have blended in with the many other photos I took that day and I never really sat down to view it. Anyway, the sky was dull, so I’ve used paint colors and the smudge tool (which would explain all of the sky smudges!). A painter I am NOT, but I found that it’s a GREAT tool for relaxation! So… you might see more smudgy images popping up. I’d say the wings are quite heavenly… so this is my divine image for today. Blessings-
Trees, by Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never seeA poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is pressedAgainst the earth’s sweet flowing breast. A tree that looks at God all day,And lifts her leafy arms to pray. A tree that may in Summer wearA nest of robins in her hair. Upon whose bosom snow has lainWho intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me,But only God can make a tree.
If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward. Martin Luther King Jr.
Another cool shot from today.
Learn to be quiet enough to hear the genuine within yourself so that you can hear it in others. Marian Wright Edelman
Here’s a black and white, sketchy pigeon. I’m really surprised how much he looks like a cartoon! I’ve been trying to think of a funny caption for him… but I just can’t put my finger on one. I decided to spend at least an hour per day walking around the city, to take in new scenery and photograph new and unusual things. I took a stroll alongside the L.A. River, and it appears that I’m a bird magnet. The river was FULL of them—and the pigeons were loitering in the freeway underpass. It was a great day! —Peace, Love and Blessings—
Hurry always empties a soul. Ann Voskamp Today my mood was: HURRIED. What’s funny about the word hurry is that it could lead you to believe that I was hurrying around—doing lots of activities. The truth of the matter is that I hardly moved, and I accomplished very little! All of the rushing around was in my head. I’ve got too many thoughts—on too many subjects—and I can’t seem to nail a single one down and address it. An interesting phrase I heard in my recovery meeting tonight is that we THINK about our thoughts. It’s true!
My Mood Today is: Guarded