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A photo reflection of 2016

At this time last year my photography was put aside due to eye surgery.  This was followed by the discontent that overwhelmed me during January’s freezing snow storms, unrelenting winds, and gray-toned skies.  In April it was grief that eventually moved me to pick up my camera as a way to visually honor my mother’s life.  Reviewing the images created in 2016 brings forth gratitude as photography motivates me to move outside of myself and to see the world anew.   Thank each and everyone of you for being a part of my blog journey. May 2017 be defined by your continued awe-inspiring creative works.

weekly photo challenge: path

I believe that in order to move forward, to identify one’s own path and not another’s, requires time to contemplate where one has been, one’s regrets and celebrations; as well as a review of one’s beliefs, values, and guiding principles.

The state of the world today leaves me unsettled in that my own grounding principles seem to be shadowed by the ramifications of war, negation of principles, righteous anger, and divisiveness.  All of this leaves a world formulated less and less by rational thinking and more and more by emotional reactivity.  Therefore, I find that my path is not an earthly one, but one drawn from the words of Buddha:

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Path

Do not go upon what has been acquired by repeated hearing, nor upon tradition, nor upon rumor, nor upon scripture, nor upon surmise, nor upon axiom, nor upon specious reasoning, nor upon bias towards a notion pondered over, nor upon another’s seeming ability, nor upon the consideration ‘The monk is our teacher.’
When you yourselves know: ‘These things are bad, blamable, censured by the wise; undertaken and observed, these things lead to harm and ill,’ abandon them.

When you yourselves know: ‘These things are good, blameless, praised by the wise; undertaken and observed, these things lead to benefit and happiness,’ enter on and abide in them.
                                                                                                                                                          

This ain’t right!

The church of my childhood and of my mother, her mother, and my grandmother’s mother taught me that the body, the family, and the church were sacred and thus any choice I made in my life was to be drawn upon that guiding principle.

My choice to participate in this past election came after hearing how Trump used social media to shame women…and now to hear that the Mormon Tabernacle Choir will be performing at Trump’s inauguration brings my soul into a deeper disbelief that began on the darkest of dark nights…election night.

So…I have given my voice to “this isn’t right.” I may have to find some kind of resolution for the next four years, but I will not accept the church’s celebration of human negation and shame.  If your beliefs are similar to mine, please sign the petition at change.org.

https://www.change.org/p/the-church-of-jesus-christ-of-latter-day-saints-mormon-tabernacle-choir-should-not-perform-at-trump-inauguration?recruiter=20691342&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=copylink

Thank you.  My daughter, granddaughter, and soon to be great granddaughter also thank you for validating the right of all human beings to be respected and honored.

weekly photo challenge: anticipation

When I was so much younger than I am today, December was the month of anticipation.  The movement of time from the beginning of winter break until Christmas crawled slower than a snail.  Today, winter is the season of anticipation…winter advisories, wind chill, snow-covered sidewalks…and most importantly…the awakening of spring.

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CEO’s B&W Photo Challenge: Any Tracks & Trains

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Discarded

This section of railroad tracks is from a small rural community in eastern Wyoming…as we wandered through this part of America, it  was not uncommon to see abandoned buildings which seem to be symbolic of discarded hopes and dreams.

This image “Discarded” is submitted in response to CEO’s B@W Photo Challenge: Any Tracks or Trains