Full Circle...
2/23/2019
The undertaking of this project began a bit over six years ago. It didn't seem like an 'assignment' at the time, and it still doesn't now. This self-assigned documentation of things and events large and small is really just an extension of myself, shared openly with whoever comes across it, by whatever means. It is a record of my thoughts, feelings, emotions, and free association writing, like a spring that flows forth as I pass through this existence. Parts can have great significance, or little at all, and yet, some part of me wanted to include all that is here for a reason. These posts are my treasures, my precious stones, and some have been polished more than others. Some glow brightly, even still, in my mind. Others are fun surprises that I remember when I come across through maintenance or boredom, but have lost their lustrous call in my general recollection.
The first post that I shared here, which ironically no longer appears as the first as I added a quarter dozen previously existing posts from a different, now abandoned site, with slightly older dates, is one of those stones still burning bright in my mind. I was in Michigan. I was just pregnant with my first child, so new that I didn't even know he was there at the beginning of the trip, but had begun to suspect my sick feelings starting towards the end of my time spent there were of a different sort of nature. My Radiant Moonchild, growing in my belly.
This was the beginning of a new chapter of my life, a new sense of purpose. A child to grow with and care for. My boys have given me much joy on this journey, and I continue to learn a great deal from them. At this time, I also began to notice the darkness that had crept into one I hold dear. The beginnings of this darkness that reached its peak this last December, and now, like a bomb of light and energy, has exploded into existence within everything. A being that exists everywhere and nowhere, all at once. A quantum being.
In many ways, with the new knowledge that I have been gifted and found within myself from this great event, it feels like I am at the precipice of a new awakening, a new chapter in my existence. My life, changing from solstice to solstice, chasing shadows and light as the light strengthens or the shadows grow. It is all the same to me. It is all beautiful.
I went back and revisited the photos I'd shot on that trip. On an old, beloved Nikon, with a square image format (I used to love that square format, long before using IG...), I relived some of the experiences from the trip, and edited some of the images not previously posted. It feels like I've come full circle. I'm ready for the next adventure.
The first post that I shared here, which ironically no longer appears as the first as I added a quarter dozen previously existing posts from a different, now abandoned site, with slightly older dates, is one of those stones still burning bright in my mind. I was in Michigan. I was just pregnant with my first child, so new that I didn't even know he was there at the beginning of the trip, but had begun to suspect my sick feelings starting towards the end of my time spent there were of a different sort of nature. My Radiant Moonchild, growing in my belly.
This was the beginning of a new chapter of my life, a new sense of purpose. A child to grow with and care for. My boys have given me much joy on this journey, and I continue to learn a great deal from them. At this time, I also began to notice the darkness that had crept into one I hold dear. The beginnings of this darkness that reached its peak this last December, and now, like a bomb of light and energy, has exploded into existence within everything. A being that exists everywhere and nowhere, all at once. A quantum being.
In many ways, with the new knowledge that I have been gifted and found within myself from this great event, it feels like I am at the precipice of a new awakening, a new chapter in my existence. My life, changing from solstice to solstice, chasing shadows and light as the light strengthens or the shadows grow. It is all the same to me. It is all beautiful.
I went back and revisited the photos I'd shot on that trip. On an old, beloved Nikon, with a square image format (I used to love that square format, long before using IG...), I relived some of the experiences from the trip, and edited some of the images not previously posted. It feels like I've come full circle. I'm ready for the next adventure.
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