Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Sand between my toes

I don't think anything compares to the feeling of sand between my toes as I walk on a beach. The ocean beach is only place that I have experienced standing alone with miles of open space... From the roaring waves to the horizon the power of the ocean and the limitless sky makes me feel so incredibly small in the world. This weekend my picture perfect cottage called me.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

My autobiography at 12

I wrote my autobiography about 40 years ago. The title, "One Among Many," described how I felt and to this day seems to define me. It was a class project that I have saved all these decades.

I wrote about how I wanted to be a teacher, I like to write a practice my penmanship, and that traveling is exciting. Today, I am a teacher of adult education, I am a calligrapher and I love to travel. These past few years I took two trips to Europe and one to Mexico. It's interesting that I was writing about my life the and that it is not very far off from the way I life today!

Monday, July 9, 2007

Fear of stepping forward

I have heard that pain and foot problems may be due to a fear of stepping forward. Ok.. so April fools day I missed a step and broke my fifth metatarsal on my left foot. It is now over 3 months later and I can barely hobble.. Three xrays, an MRI, and two doctors and it is healing but slowly.
But, I have to ask myself... what am I avoiding in my life. Is there something that I am overlooking? If I figure it out will my foot get better right away? Maybe? But, it might help and when it does get better I can move forward faster.

Every time I have pain or am sick I try to look at the origin of it and see if there is a sign that I need to be aware of. If I love my voice it might be "unexpressed anger," for example.

Sunday, July 8, 2007

Capturing Time in Photos

There is something so powerful about the ability to capture a moment in time on film. Photography was a hobby of my Dad's but he seldom talked about it. In fact, I saw few of his photos. Slides were his preference and today I have boxes of them to sort through. But, he had a large camera that he carried in the case with all kinds of equipment. It wasn't until 1994 that I purchased my first SLR camera with two lenses. Just thinking about it makes my heart beat a little faster. Today it is at the bottom of Puget Sound lost in a boating accident. I replaced it with a smaller version which is now broken. So, this little digital now captures those moments I don't want to forget. Actually, the digital photos in many cases are better than film. I can take hundreds of photos in a matter of hours... They are available to me in minutes on my computer. There is no heavy equipment, no film cost, the photo can be seen immediately on the camera screen, copies can be sent in minutes to friends, prints can be made without sorting thru negatives. I do miss my big SLR and the lenses and will replace them when I can afford the cost... maybe with a digital version.
I just returned from a driving trip along the northern California and Oregon coasts. Blessed with sunshine, the views were spectacular. The over 300 photos captured the moments. Granted the whiff of salty air, the gentle breeze blowing, and the warm sun are not there as I review the photos but they bring those feelings back to me each time I see the scenes I captured.