I am surrounded by water issues just lately but today’s blog is one of the better issues, thank goodness.  The home flood aside, and the air conditioner issue aside, we are also in the throws of 10 days of rain.  Typically this would not be an issue, but the canals were creeping up higher and higher, and our single access out of our community was flooded. So I stayed at home and worked from home.

One thing I enjoy doing when the rain stops is head out to these trees and capture water drops with my macro lens.   I always love to see what reflections come out in the final cut.  Lots of palm trees, fences, and water.

So I hope you enjoy my 30 minutes for this month…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you for joining me for this month’s 30 Minutes in Life.

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The topic dream or dreamy was chosen by Claire of Wilhelmina Photography.  I was pretty stumped with what I was going to do.  This is what I love about this group – it continually taking me out of my comfort zone.

We have major renovations going on in our home. Items in the house seem to move from room to room.  One of the items that moved out of our closet and into my office was a filing cabinet. Inside the filing cabinet was was all sorts of interesting things, including a book that I had once written poetry in.  So I am going to get a little vulnerable here.

It was the typical teenage angst of life.  Young, not quite an adult, but knowing that there is a world out there to conquer.  There are dreams that need to be fulfilled.

I hung out with a group of friends who came from all walks of life.  We were idealistic. We would laugh together, dream together and then the unthinkable happened.  One of us died. How do you handle your emotions.  How do you express what you are feeling.  Part of it for me was to write the words I was feeling. He was a very close friend, who had come from a troubled background, who seemed to be getting his life on track when he was sadly killed in a car accident. He was just 24 years old.  I believe this was my way of processing his death.   Where I could I have tried to tie poems to my dreamy images.

There were so many dreams that we all had as teenagers and young adults.  Like any young idealistic person, some of our dreams were realistic and others just a little unrealistic.  Loosing this young man that we all loved was a real wake up call that you are never too young to die. Even today as I think back and as I re-read the letters he had sent to me and remember the friendship that we had, I see his beautiful smiling face and know just how much of an impression he made on me, on all of us.  It was a big hole of disbelief when he was taken from us.

He has been gone from our lives for over 30 years, but his memory lingers on.  It is a good reminder to love wherever you can, to take what life offers you and to look for the best in all circumstances.  Hug your family and friends.  Tomorrow is not promised. Today is all you have.

 

I saw a man

He stood at the shore.

The waves lapped

over his feet.

And in his mind

I saw trouble and doubt.

He was alone

to think it out.

Could he try

to find out why

something went wrong.

Why life was so troubling

and seemed to face him everyday.

Then his mind went blank

a wall of darkness

closed it off.

When I looked again

that man had walked away.

 

He was someone

close to us.

A man who used to love so much.

He received so little

yet gave a lot

He was someone we all loved.

His life was filled with emptiness,

yet he face up to it expectantly.

He conquered all that that he needed to 

and pushed past the misery.

He had a family he never knew

He had friends He could turn to

Yet he stood strong

and faced life alone

until that final blow

took him away from us.  

It’s lonely on the outside

where there’s nothing much to share

It’s lonely on the outside

when there is never people there

but

turn around and look inside

and see if it’s all there

the love, the hate, the bitterness

the thoughts that say you should care,

find out if your loneliness

is ever present there.

Understand it takes two

to bring about a unity of souls.

A piercing cry ripped through the sky

I looked overhead

to see a gull in full flight

his body arched

his head thrown back

his tail upright

as he flew by

the he turned and flew by again

as if to say

“goodbye”

I looked

into a crystal clear pool of water

and saw myself

reflected.

But unlike myself

this reflection showed fear,

across the forehead

a crease.

Why?

The mouth pulled taut

full of doubt

a questioning look reflected.

I dropped a pebble into the water

hoping the reflection would disappear

yet when it re-appeared

the look

was still there.

When I looked upwards

I realized

the sun was shining in my eyes.

Once in the life of yesterday

I saw it from afar.

It was a bright illuminating

entrancing little star.

Pierced by the encounterance

I moved into the light,

And there below this awesome sight

I stood abound in love.

Poet I am really not, but I grew up with the great artists like Leonard Cohen and Joan Baez, story tellers of excellence.  All I wanted to do was write stories and write poems. I wanted to be the next aspiring artist.

Writing this blog tonight Leonard Cohen is playing in the background. He still takes me to those deep dark places where you can slip into your mind and find the memories in there in the form of dreams.  As I reflect on the past, the late teenage years and the early twenties were some of my greatest moments, and deepest lows.

When I think about that beautiful life that was taken away from us and the loss we all felt, I am reminded that I still have a life to live.  No matter what age you are remember that tomorrow is not promised.  If you are thinking of doing something, don’t put it off, do it as soon as you are able.  Always remember to hug your loved ones tight and to tell them you love them.

In my dreams I see the face of Todd, and I hear his laughter and his jokes.  I also see the sadness and the sorrow.  I wish I had another chance to remind him that he is what made his life.  He was what made us love him.  His lot in life was not the best but he took what he was given and he faced up to that daily walk.

 I will leave you with one of his poems that he sent to me just before he died.

Kindred Spirits meet unsought – by an

alchemy of thought.  Towards each

other they are led – guided by the

unseen thread of accident or passing

chance – caught in a web of

circumstance.

Kindred Spirits, souls in tune – come

together late or soon – like notes that

harmonize when played – thus

affinities are made – and lifelong

friendships come about.  Time alone

can work it out.  Two in tune in time will

meet – and life at last will be complete.

~Todd Michael Vermeulen

 

Thank you for joining me for this month’s Share Six.  This is a circle blog.  From the sneak peak images I have seen, you are going to want to follow the circle.  Please take time to visit our my friend Aubrey of Applewood Photography and see what she has for you this month.  Keep following the circle to see what the other photographers have shared this month.  Don’t forget to leave a little love on their page as well.

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