Current song: none. Just some rifts I’ve been inventing.
Its been astoundingly hard to keep this journal or to even take many pictures. I guess that sometimes it can feel like a picture or a memoir can take away from, cheapen, or demean precious memories. Especially for a person who is as afflicted with idealism as myself. Some pictures are worth a thousand words, but maybe memories are more precious without words or pictures. I feel like taking a picture for me is just putting something in a box, where you can keep it safe and keep it out of mind… keep it controlled… keep you safe. I understand the Aborigines concern of souls being taken away or captured by photographs. I want my memories to breath, to stink, to sweat and to carry on a conversation.
But then I realize that all that above mention frustration is a little selfish (maybe more than a little). A picture is about sharing, whereas not taking can be hoarding. Not writing in a journal that I know is for people to read is to be miserly. I have to get this notion of “me” out of my head and start thinking more of the “we”. Stop the “my Father ” and employ the “Our Father”. Reminds me of alex supertramp’s conclusion at the end of the film: “happiness is only real when shared”.
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Your thoughts interest me my son. I love it when you share what is on your heart. Mom
What is going on there right now? Here I am innocently trying to sleep from 3-6 am on Sunday morning and instead of sawing logs I've got you & April in my heart, but there's plenty of room. Praying for you two!
-Nicki-
I read it! :)
Looks like you're having a good time! I enjoy reading your pondering thoughts, it leaves much for me to dwell upon as well. My prayers are with you two!
~Ariel Cormack
Good read...........you are one of my favorite authors. :)
LOL.......it can be done Mary!! I figured it out on my own!! What a miracle!! You learn something new EVERYDAY!!!
Josih, we had April's family over last night. We ate Indian food and watched an Indian movie...thinking you both of you.
This morning I woke up at 4:00 and could not sleep...so I decided to read some of your older blogs....I enjoyed reading them again.
Well It has been good...and now maybe I can get back to bed...Mom
I realize this is old, but I'm catching up...
I absolutely agree with the idea of photographs taking away from memories... I wrote an entire paper on it, actually. Even though I used to be practically addicted to my camera, now when someone tries to hand me a camera and designate me as the photographer of any event, I adamantly refuse. That may be more than a little selfish of me, but I whole heartedly believe that experiences should be from behind a lens.
Anyway, I hope you're staying healthy!
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