I never want to feel set in my ways. Locked into habits. Never growing. Never learning. Never changing. It’s so easy for me to fall into the same old patterns and suddenly wake up in a rut. Feeling the stupor of inertia. “Just move a pinky,” I tell myself. “Take one action…do one activity…that’s outside the box you’re in.”
My daughter Molly. My wellspring of creative inspiration. My beau ideal who dares to live her dream. I admire her fearless pursuits in spite of her fears. This weekend she traveled to Southern California to perform solo…her songs, her guitar playing, her voice…up on stage all alone. The thought of being so wide open and exposed gives me the shivers, and I know it does for her too. And yet, she dared. And she grew that much closer to her dream.
I woke up Saturday morning motivated to explore my photography. To use the lens (and Photoshop) to express myself without words. The greatest challenge? To break free from the need to be perfect. To have fun without care of the outcome.
I went on a hike with Jonathan. He and I are trying to be healthier. It’s tough enough for anyone to deal with weight issues, but when you have Asperger’s the challenges to change eating patterns and life habits are amplified. At first, he resisted and lagged behind as we walked the trail. Look at him now leading the way! I had to snap this shot to mark the shift. To let him see that he’s making progress. And for me not to give up on him and his ability to make these important life changes.
This weekend, I nudged my inertia. And the movement felt good.
Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it. Saute it. Whatever, make.
How are you going to wake up?