Tuesday, September 20, 2011

This is a Recording

I am a Photographer.

I am a Recorder of Life.

It just so happens that the Life I record is the one I am in.

Some people spend their Life recording someone else's Life.

I spend my Life recording mine.

I record things in many varied ways......

through pictures
through art,

through words....

strung all together......

into an idea about Life.

I record all of its Happenings that I meet along the way.

I am taking It all in with eyes wide and open.

And on Mondays when the hubby goes back to work and I feel lonely,

Turtles crawl across the driveway and catch my eye out the kitchen window and I run out with my camera and find Its shell damaged, yet It is still being a Turtle.

Then art that makes me glad I can make art shows up and makes me glad and I forget that I was lonely.

Then I find out that I am in the constant state of re-learning how to go to Thee Heart of It All instead of where I usually go because where I usually go is not serving me any longer, if it ever was.

Then I remember -
At this time of year,
you never know
"Which day will be what was the last nice day to open the windows?"
"Which time will be what was the last time I saw the hummingbird or the chipmunks?"

I am here,
recording and enjoying,
feeling every last wind of warmth,
and catching every last breath of fresh'ness,
and seeing every last glimpse of flutter or fur,
because it won't last forever and it's important to know that constantly - "This [good time] too shall pass".

This beautiful flower will pass on and for now, the picture of it remains, but even that, one day, will be gone. How precious and wonderful Death makes everything around us. It forces us to not only cling, but also to release. Death teaches us to live. Then it saunters away and leaves us here taking deep breaths of It All In to store up for the winter that we know IS COMING.

But Today is the perfect temperature,
for Winter is not here yet.
There is still warmth all around.

This is my favorite time of year because it is filled with...

snuggling in soft sweaters,

and sipping and slurping soup from scratch,

and buttered bread broiled brown,

and rest and reflection are the name of the game.
But this time is a time like no other in this Life I record
(aren't they all?)
when new favorite things are being experienced and shared....

like swimming under the full moon with my bestest friend Hubby at my side
and talking for hours about everything
and laughing because I married the funniest person in the world who is more alive and animated than I've ever seen before
and realizing all over again that this is Thee Relationship that I have always needed and always wanted
and finding out anew that LOVE is not what I ever thought it was when I was young and stupid
and when we are 70 we're gonna be more in love than we were in the beginning.
That's how I think it should work, not the other way around.

Aaaaahhhhh, I breath out a deep contented sigh of loveliness.
You know, I may not be a lot of things
and I may not have a lot of things
and people may not approve of me or how I live,
but one thing I am is Blessed with Contented-Peacefull-Happiness.
That says a lot more than anything else.

I truly hope you are too.
And if you're not,
what I want to know is -
what are you waiting for????
And what I want to say is -
don't wait too long......
Winter is coming.


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