Let the circle be unbroken

for as long as i can remember i have found comfort staring outside a window.. it is here that i can let my mind wander and drift, give my thoughts free reign.. no restrictions....... it’s also a place of peace... where i can find equilibrium when things seem unsteady......

so as i stand behind the camera watching a child doing just the same thing...... with the same sense of wonder as i still do as an adult...... i feel like it becomes a full circle.....the child in the adult.. the adult in a child... all part of one greater whole............ let the circle be unbroken

92 yo diner ritual

92 years old.. He eats in the same diner every day for over 40 years. his wife is gone, but he wears his golden wedding band, twirling it with pride , remembering his wife that he clearly adored. this man touches my heart on all levels... only at the end when i see him put on a CBS baseball cap... i ask did he work there.. and he told me he was a director... of what i dont know.. don't care.. it's him , his heart, energy that drew me in....

stillness

for the past few months I’ve been interested in stillness..... there is so much movement around us all the time.. so much visual stimulation.. nano seconds of information . texting.. on line media.. my brain sometimes gets tired... too much to process... not sitting with things long enough....... right now.. i want to sit.. and be still a lot of the time....... time to focus.. absorb.... its a lost art

the devastation of hurricane 201

The USVI and all the islands.. impacted..... St Croix, St Thomas, St John, Dominica.........

It’s DIRE people.. YES like Puerto Rico... where i have already been able to collect goods for shipment ... and donated funds...

but there is very little mention of the other islands.. and they are cut off too.. most of my friends with family in PR have heard from them one way or another.. it’s not much , but a small piece of mind

but when you read information from the other islands.. and reach out to people you know from there.. dead silence.... 

I feel so utterly helpless as many of you do.. but we have to be vigilant and keep voices loud and information moving between one another..........as so many voices are cut off in silence with no means to be heard..

PLEASE find whatever donation, drop off centers you can.... Please Give to Puerto Rico.. but do not forget to give to the neighboring islands whose tears you can not see..

Passage of Time

standing still...........
one direction......... or not........i think many...... endless...

sometimes i feel frozen......like a deer in the headlights....lingering to what is known.....comfortable.....secure...... standing still...... and then peering out into the darkness......the vast unknown....... possibilities beyond my immediate vision and grasp.....but there nonetheless luring me to move forward....i am ready

at this stage of my life i’m often thinking about the path i’m taking.. which way to proceed... what i need to retain.. what i can let go of... embracing always my history, values, desires, and most of all the people and loves in my life.......

but i think coming off years of personal strife...it has a way of re-ordeing things of importance....and always leading me to find the light... joy, promise, excitement....... i just want more of that...living life as fully as i can...... there will always be struggle, and upset... things to contend with that challenge you to your very core..... but the best remedy.. antidote is to live ones life well.... with purpose and meaning...stay grounded , in the present (I’ve often been too bogged down with the past, the future..the past enriches; teaches lessons, gives clarity....... the future will unfold .. it’s the present that has to happen to lead to the future.....

this soliloguy of mine reminds me of a book that i kind of sneered at in my younger day...( Passages..Gail Sheehey.1974).. of course i was only 17 yo. but now i’m approaching .. i said : approaching.. 60..ONLY JUST 59

"The Trying 20s -- The safety of home left behind, we begin trying on life's uniforms and possible partners in search of the perfect fit.

The Catch 30s -- illusions shaken, it's time to make, break, or deepen life commitments.

The Forlorn 40s -- Dangerous years when the dreams of youth demand reassessment, men and women switch characteristics, sexual panic is common,

but the greatest opportunity for self-discovery awaits. The REFRESHED (or Resigned) 50s --BEST OF LIFE FOR THOSE WHO LET GO OF OLD ROLES AND FINE A RENEWAL OF PURPOSE

I’m not sneering now!

forward march!r

a beauty set in beauty

Congrats to all the people at Fraction Media that make it what it is........ a 9th anniversary , 98th issue.... David Bram, Bree, leo, lauren, thank you

I feel tickled pink to be included in this special issue with so many wonderfully talented photographers... all of whom keep our senses open.. our eyes searching and a community that keeps reaching out and supporting one another...

http://www.fractionmagazine.com/issue-98/

A beautiful old face

a beautiful old face.. the smile... as he walks down a country road.. where i spot him and practically propel myself out of a moving car.. driven to him like a magnet...
one can imagine the years lived.. what history is carried within..... oh the stories and memories he could share...

we meet on the street

we meet on the street.. she is walking towards me barefoot with a huge grin ear to ear......she slows down and pauses near me and touches my arm.......... i can see she wants to share exchanges, so i practice with the spanish I’ve been accumulating over years of studying on Skype and talk with her

I learn some about her family..the life she lives with her son that lives conveniently just around the corner......... surprised, as we are about to part, she invites me to walk along with her and back to her home.... these are the kinds of moments that remain indelible in my mind...... Inside she introduces me to many family members... including other elders and children.......with pride she shows me her family home.....along with the chickens...cats and dogs running amidst the yard......what they are cooking from the huge outdoor oven.. with its billowing smoke.......tortillas being made by the dozens....... and her bedroom off in a small sacred space of her own.... picking up items that are special to her... a radio that looks like it came from another era.....

45 mins later, with a stranger from another world.. yet not a stranger at all... she feels familiar.. like my grandmothers.. yet two women.... different tongues.... diff backgrounds, nationalities...... generations apart ... but same... Always the same denominator........ 

it's more about what we have in common.. our humanity, connections, than what separates us...
we part with a hug.. i take several photos.. mostly she has these huge bursting smiles.. i tell her how beautiful she looks... (to me the face is wrinkled with the history of time, a life long lived) .......embarrassed.. humbled... she hides her smile and part of her face... we say goodbye