Category : Portrait
I will not hang my head,
Walk sheepishly into any room,
Slink and slouch to be unnoticed.
I will not make myself small,
Cover my heart,
Avert my eyes.
I am immune to the outside forces,
To the boxes,
To the labels.
I am too strong,
Too brave for those.
I know my truth,
I stand firmly,
In the light.
Wash it all away,
The silence, the disappointment, the heartache.
Let the water soften your skin,
Loosen the hardened pieces of pain that attached themselves to you.
Allow the silky soap to glide over your body,
Soothe the raw wounds you garnered from opening your heart.
You owe that much, and so very much more, to yourself,
To not get hardened, to not turn back.
You will go back into battle with love as your ammunition.
You are a Love Warrior and you will fight on.
But first, bathe…
**photo taken by Cherish Bryck, edited by me
How quickly the tears return,
Welling up, spilling over, streaming down.
The ache in the core of my chest,
Deep within my ribcage,
Under the muscles I’ve built this past year.
Strength from vulnerability.
Despite riding a high of friendship and being seen,
It’s still there.
It’s not about the past,
No, that is laid to rest.
It’s about today,
and the next,
and the next.
“I want to take all our pains away, but how would we then recognize happiness and joy?”
Do you look with wonder upon the world?
Do you see the good that surrounds you, that lies within you?
When was the last time you felt awe?
Like gobsmacked-stop-you-in-your-tracks-you-almost-can’t-take-it awe?
I want to live like that.
Astounded. Speechless. AWAKE.
I want to see with fresh eyes,
touch with new skin,
taste with eager mouth.
I want wonder to be my bridegroom, for all of my days.
Last month I had the opportunity to take an amazing trip to California. And by amazing, I mean that Big Sur an Napa were on the docket along with being together with some of my most cherished friends. As if going to the Esalen hot springs at 1am to soak under the clearest sky filled with the brightest stars hearing the crash of the Pacific waves directly below was not epic enough, there was also the hike to a swimming hole, the discovery of flat whites, and staying at the kitschy Madonna Inn.
But then came four magical days spent at a Napa vineyard with these people, a most inspired and inspiring group of artists…
This time, space, and bounty wouldn’t have been possible without our benefactor, Timm, host and party-thrower extraordinaire…
I send out a heart-filled thank you to each of these kindreds. You filled my cup during those four sparkling days and nights in Napa. Thank you for letting me see you, and for you seeing me. Can’t wait until our next adventure. xoxo
For those photographers interested, black and white photo shot on Tri-X 400 with Pentax 645N camera, color photos shot on Portra 160 with Canon AE-1 camera, and the two Polaroids shot on Impossible 600 with Polaroid SLR680.