bye-bye

Felt compelled to take one more look at and say bye-bye to summer on this last day of September…

I totally enjoyed every moment of the summer months; I know I was trying to make up for missing out last year as I recovered from surgery. From time to time, I found myself remembering what it was like losing the capacity to walk normally for a few months in 2014 and with each thought, gratitude followed as I moved about with ease. I still have moments when I’m reminded of what a difference a year makes especially when I’m roaming with camera in hand, lost in meditations with nature or other subjects.

It’s hard to believe that tomorrow is the first day of October, my favorite month of the year when I celebrate my birthday, relish the change of seasons, make time to getaway for adventure or reflection, partake in Halloween fun and embrace whatever else comes my way, so…

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fun house

It’s been rather a wild weekend… birthday celebrations in two cities separated by at least 300 miles, new acquaintances mixed with longtime friends, deep laughter everywhere I went, unexpected finds along with too much delicious food and just enormous fun(ny) memories. And now that I’m home, exhausted and tucked securely in bed, I’m about to close my eyes but please, feel free to…

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my season

This wind of autumn

Blew first of all

Upon the morning-glories. - Chora

I love this time of year, the first day of fall; it's my season. There is much beauty ahead as the air around grows cooler, the night sky comes earlier, and I soon turn one year wiser, so…

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just wondering


While strolling through the National Gallery, a marble mosaic table made me think of an abstract sunshine, a labyrinth, a puzzle, Morocco…

…and scratched not only my creative places (wondering if there a table in my storage closet waiting for me to glue broken dishes and other collected items into its recessed perimeter) but also my feet; the desire to travel abroad again is ever present. Seriously beginning to wonder what day I will take to the road and where I will go so, as I mull this over…

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limitations

I had this dream. I was in the large room of an old building, the space I occupied had been converted to a lounge and bar and it was full of lively festivities yet the walls looked as if they had been untouched for centuries. Quite suddenly, I was all alone, the drab walls now taking on a threatening feel. In the distance, I heard noises that alarmed me as if someone or something was coming. Beside me was a huge brown wall with stains I had not noticed when others were there. It did not rise to the ceiling but it was too high for me to climb up, over and out and I wanted to get out. In front of me was a floor to ceiling set of overlapping sliding heavy wooden doors so foreboding in size that I was intimidated. Beyond the stained wall I spotted vents, hissing something…was it gas? It was then that I began to wonder if I was to die here, alone within the confines of the unknown. Fear slipped away, I had nothing to lose. I walked towards the doors knowing full well that I would be unable to open them yet I had to try; they were made of sponge, slid open easily and out I went into... awakened, I woke up.

Limitations live in our head. When we buy into them without challenge or question, they become a reality far worse than a nightmare could ever be so wake up and...

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happenstance

I find it funny that insignificant occurrences or encounters with insignificant people can trigger significant feelings, memories, and thoughts. Not in the ha, ha, LYAO way but in a way that catches you so off guard, you have to sort of chuckle wondering where the heck this flood of emotions came from. As they wash through, hopefully very quickly, a lightness in soul spirit reminds you -- whatever was significant at some moment/period in life is now insignificant enough to no longer matter.

Funny how that happens, so...

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diversions

I’ve probably said this before but I always reserve the day after Labor Day to stay home and out of the end of summer back to wherever traffic. I got up this year, headed on foot in the opposite direction from the way I normally go when stepping out for my morning walk and found myself lingering in Bartholdi Park, a small oasis in the shadow of the Capitol, before I meandered around the perimeter of the Botanic Garden.

One of the things I do annually is strategically schedule time off when the city around me is crazy after either the summer or extended holiday seasons. I do not relish being in the midst of people who are a bit manic because it’s time to return to the bump and grind, some who are barely focused on the fact that they are behind the wheel. Walking is a nice diversion; I make it a point to choose a route that supports my frame of mind which is one more day of peace.

It’s September, autumn is on the horizon so…

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on holiday

‘til I’m back…

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six exactly

Exactly six years ago to date and day of the week, I sat down to create a place for me to write, inviting others to sit down and come along with me. I made a commitment to me, myself and I -- twice a week on Sundays and Wednesdays, I would post to my blog with the intention to speak whatever was on my mind about creative subjects and accompany my words with pictures. I have not broken that promise somewhere along the way letting go of a need for thousands to follow which then gave me permission to write just for the sheer joy of writing.

The Eclectic Eye has evolved quite a bit over the years, venturing away from creativity on occasion to allow me to bring other topics to page; all posts have pictures which, essentially means that creativity is ever present. With each anniversary, I wonder if I will keep showing up, recently toyed with posting once rather than twice a week…time knows where the words and images will lead. But as long as I’m moving ahead on the path, you are welcome to join me and as always, I invite you to…

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