Self Portrait #499

I take many self-portraits. My favorite photographer asked me what I was trying to capture here.

What was I trying to capture?

What did I capture?

In this particular moment I had no where to be, no emails to response to, no disputes to settle, no brainstorming sessions- nothing.

I’m thankful for the responsibilities that I have chosen to take on but damn, it feels good to put it on pause for a moment.

I was remembering to just be. The sunshine was out and the breeze was blowing. Freshly washed and styled hair and my makeup free face amplified deep feelings of clear headedness or the clarity of mind I felt… feel.

Clarity – my favorite kind of charity. *Laughs

The abstract pattern the shadows casted on the wall made me think of my own journey. I am identifying and breaking my own patterns of darkness in efforts to make space and further open my heart to the light, creating my own abstracted pattern of varying hues of internal illumination. They need each other, the rays of light and darkness, for contrast and interest.

It’s my responsibility to manage my inner light and I do, with the help of earthly and heavenly guidance. ( Thank y’all kindly. *smiles wide)

What was I trying to capture here?

What did I capture here?

I captured my wholeness in every sense of the verb.

From the inter webs via The New Oxford American Dictionary

Writer’s Note: I wrote example sentences to each meaning of the word capture- it felt divine and maybe I’ll circle back and share another time. O and yes- Happy Valentine’s Day mothacluckas.



Love Lives

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Love never dies

Our love lives infinitely

Gone of the body they may be

But our love- your love – my love- lives infinitely

Love never dies

Infinitely living love

The reincarnation of love

Swim in it

Love never dies- It is simply reincarnated

What do I know?

So how will you treat me in my ignorance?

How will you deal with your perception of my knowing?

Will you angrily yell the facts at me and hang up the phone?

Will you look down your intelligent nose and laugh at my lack of understanding? Will you make sure that I get it- repeating 2 times then sending me 8 links to concrete the knowledge?

Will you admit that you don’t know either – but commit to figuring it out with me?

Will you give me a chance to know?

To ask? To make mistakes? To fail?

What will you choose?

Will you quit loving me because I don’t “listen”?

Will you remember that your lessons aren’t necessarily my lessons?

Will you remind me to know for myself?

I only ask because maybe my ignorance is your ignorance and my knowing is your knowing… Or maybe we are all ignorant and we just don’t know?

How will you treat me in my ignorance?

What if we chose to perceive ignorance as a representation of infinite knowledge potential?

*Laughs – What if?

We are learning and teaching each other all the time – So may I have your patience ’cause I just wanna know?