i am trying to....."adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience" R. W. Emerson

~the first clue~

looking back... i noticed  the queen of hearts.  love.  what you can't see is the bear that threatens her.  i paid it no mind.

 

~foreshadowing~

 

~may flower in danger of sinking~

 

~finding myself in a strange place where kale towers above my head~

 

~but feeling lucky: even though i don't believe in it~

 

~until you shared and brought out my fears & my tears~

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  ~de-railed~

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~along the rocky road to~

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~saved by my girls, the moon baby, art and midday drinks~

 

 

~moon baby~

~prettiest wrapping job~

 

~gifts~

 

~sweet auntie embah with baby moon~

 

~moon baby's life line~

 

~cheers~

 

~i surrender~ my ship has sailed~

 

~the other lights are red, mine is not working~

 

~RAW:  he's sweet and has stars on his messanger bag and his elbow~

 

~i bought my space-case from him: it's covered in stars~

 

~caution~

 

~doris and the moon~

 

~re-balancing:  sun on my face, earth under my feet, breathe~

 

~a pair~

 

~shed this thirst.  she shone without shore.  this ship, will spill.~

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~far off the stability line~

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you let me taste, see & feel the promised land.

and then you had to let it dry up.

you weren't ready to be there with me.

and now i'm struggling~

with fear

&

feeling vulnerable.

drinking my bottle of patience

& hoping it lasts long enough,

for you to join me

in the promised land...

 

~caution~

 

~sad girl~

 

~the fortune teller told me "the diamond can not be polished without friction"~

~hopeful that my prince will return~

 

~i am~

 

~distracted by the circus~

 

~she gave her head, i only gave my heart~

 

~for a chance to ride~

 

~& get lost in the clouds~

 

***

 

i went to the richmond ship yard to take pictures.  it was seemingly deserted.  nevertheless, i followed the signs~ i parked in the "guest" spot.  i wandered around and took pictures.  in the distance i heard my friend talking to someone.  shortly thereafter, a booming voice on a loud speaker informed us to "leave the area, stop taking pictures. the authorities have been notified." so we got in the car and drove off.  the security guard had told my friend something about needing to be careful because of terrorists...  hmmmm.

so off we went, and not one minute later, the richmond police are in sight.  they passed us and went to where we had just left, got out and talked to the security guard.  they flipped a u-turn and headed towards us.  we had pulled over and were taking pictures, at what i thought was an unrelated site.  a sign 50 feet down the tracks said "no trespassing".  we were on the sidewalk. 

the police questioned us and then left, satisfied that we were not trespassing.

five minutes later the security guard pulls up in his truck.  "what are you taking pictures of?"  he demanded.  i pointed to the train and the cranes.  "why do you take pictures of this?"  i tried to explain.  he wouldn't look me in the eyes.  "you need to leave, what is your name?" he demanded.  "elke, and yours?" i extended my hand graciously.  he did not extend his.  "why do you want pictures of this?"  another police car arrives.  I tell the security guard we will leave since he is not comfortable with our presence.  "no wait!" he demands as he waves the police over.  i explain to the police officer what has happened, and that i am happy to leave, i don't want to upset the guard further.  he waves us off.

huh.  a terrorist?  me?

~perhaps my perspective is off~

 

~caution~

 

~it's hard to navigate when one is open and one closed~

 

~the space between us is beginning to look like this~

 

~i want to be up there~

 

~i'm collecting the drops you let go of~

 

~om~

 

~caution~

 

~the track ends up there~

 

~there is still beauty here~

 

~preparing for a voyage~

 

~out to sea~

 

~with a little help~

 

~guardians present to oversee~

 

~roadblocks~

 

~i think your heart is in there~

 

~i can't get reach it until you let me in~

 

~so i'll wait,  as long as i can~

 

~for you, you put on the brakes~

 

~i can't see where i'm going, but my light is green~

 

~there is still so much beauty~

 

~so much life~

 

~full wolf moon rising~

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one function of the full moon is to make us aware of what we are feeling about our present situation.  the moon light illuminates the things that interfere with our spiritual advancement.

full moon ritual:

burn sage

call upon those you protect and accompany you

go out and look at the moon

breathe in the cool air

write down your fears on pieces of paper

read each one aloud & then burn it

release it

thank those you protect you

burn sage

 

~my altar~

 

~i voiced my fears~

 

~and burned them~

 

~the wind howled all night~

 

~my heart is starting to hurt...where are my ribs~

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Something told the wild geese

Something told the wild geese

It was time to go.

Though the fields lay golden

Something whispered, "Snow."

Leaves were green and stirring,

Berries luster-glossed,

But beneath warm feathers

Something cautioned, "Frost."

All the sagging orchards

Streamed with amber spice,

But each wild breast stiffened

At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese

It was time to fly-

Summer sun was on their wings,

Winter in their cry.

 

by Rachel Lyman

 

~trying to keep my head on straight~

 

~replenishing my reserves~

 

~clearing out the confusion~

 

~my eyes are wide open~

 

 

 

Comments

[shelley]

*hugs*

i hope he comes to his senses. if not, he is truly a goose.

xoxooxo

[elkemay]

thx for the hugs miss shelley!!
he's a good one, it's just a timing thing...i cannot hold it against him. he's got a lot on his plate.
patience....

[elizn]

hey you--another beautiful and poignant spread----I am loving, loving your photo journals --they work so well with your powerful journal spreads---what a documentation!!!

p.s. be patient but still keep pushing those boundaries and trespassing!!! who knows what you will discover!!

xoxo

[Ken]

Sounds like both the guard and the police were acting within their authority and boundary and that they're just doing their job. Glad that everyone was civil, since it could turn out very badly. I've heard much worst stores at UK and Germany, where the photographers do not have as much rights as we do.