Above is just one of the many winter photos I collected for the past two years. I know it’s been a while since my last post. I am having a difficult time right now expressing my emotions. I do have a lot to share and tell but not finding the right words and emotions to…
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Fine as a Pine
You might be wondering why I blog about life experiences, emotions and such on a photography site. Why not write about photography? Believe it or not, I thought about the same thing. I was worried that it may turn off possible clients because…I am being transparent with my life, my thoughts and with my emotions….
{Just Be Kind}
“I don’t understand why it is easier for people to point out “what they think is wrong with others… The other day, I saw a video from a fellow blogger about her being called “an old hag” due to her premature gray hair. Well, it got me. Not really for her gray hair (I have…
Mending Fences
“I’d like to mend fences with you. Not because you are right and I am wrong. Nor because I am weak and you are strong…. Mending fences….such an easy thing to say but why is it so hard to do…? So, how do we mend fences? Who should go first? Is there ever such a…
Living in an Abstract World
I dream of a world where we won’t get our superiority from the uncertainty of others. Where we don’t mistake kindness for weakness. Where we co-exist and not just exist. I always tell my husband and daughter that I was born in the wrong era. I am fascinated with everything old. I enjoy listening to…
Washed Away
I couldn’t see what was real, until time had washed away everything else. As I was looking out the window watching the rain, I caught a glimpse of myself in the side mirror. The rain dripping out the window makes it a little bit difficult for me to see my reflection fully. But…I like what…
Tunnel of Love
“People believe I Am what they see Me as, rather than what they do no not see. But I Am the Great unseen, not what I cause myself to be in any particular moment. In a sense, I am what I am not. It is from the Am-notness that I come, and to it I…
Peculiar
A human being is a single being. Unique and unrepeatable. Eileen Caddy Isn’t it strange that I find this halfway bloom beautiful? I have shots of the same Azalea plant with flowers in full bloom and yet this one caught my eye. Have you ever considered yourself peculiar at times? I’d like to use…
Rare Weeds
I don’t know what is it with dandelions, they have a way of getting into me. It’s like each one of them stand out on their own. It is considered a weed, but it commands attention. Maybe, I’m just an easy to please person….I don’t know. How can a tiny stem like that hold such…
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