There is a light, that shines, special for you, and me..

Sometimes when I'm sad, I just sit in my lounge and watch the sunshine bounce through my space. 

So when light came up as a subject for photo meditations this week, I could barely hold the excitement and waited for that moment the sun arrived.

It's just what I needed for that little bit of silence in my chaotic mind.

I'm glad I had time to watch that light shine into my space. 

It always has made me just that little bit happier.

... and of course, the cuteness of my son who wanted to be in every shot. So I gave him his moment.

    
                                                                                                                                                                   the light - common ft erykah badu

for photo meditations 2.2.

back to the beginning.

Last week meant going back to basics.

It meant picking up my camera and looking through it with fresh eyes.
what a wonderful insight.
what a perfect way to start back up again. it's been awhile since we hung out.

for photo meditations.

01.02/03

perhaps it could have stayed a little longer

September and October came and went.

It briefly said hello and left without a warning.

And now sweet November is here for me to remember. 

Peacock feather overload? Yeah, I know.... ;P

for photo meditations.

1.2

the dancer

For the frustrated dancer in me.

Danse(s) from Sosh on Vimeo.

first seen here.

butterflies

"I’m going to teach you how to see the world through

your eyes and your heart, 

and how to translate that into a photograph."    -Susannah Conway

Perfect timing.

I can't wait.....

It grows on you and makes you want to stay. You become a part of the music of the street.

Music Of The Street

Uptown

Downtown

Eat-you-alive town.

Nothing here is innocent.

Nothing here is really pure.

There's danger around each corner.

Nothing here is stopping, nothing here is slow.

There's never a moment of silence,

There's never a moment alone.

Horns honking,

People talking,

Vendors yelling,

Children laughing.

The city has a beat,

It pounds into your brain.

There's a rhythm to this city, a shuffle that's contagious.

This city's made of music!

It'll stick in your head and never leave.

It's a fantasy.

A daydream.

It grows on you and makes you want to stay.

You become a part of the music of the street.

-Jennifer Lujanac.

Cities the series by Charlie Bearman.
First seen on Illustration Served.

Delicate circles, Oh so bright, Shimmering shells in it’s eye.

 

They say peacock feathers represent pride, nobility and glory.

The feathers are a symbol of incorruptibility and immortality.

They are a symbol of integrity and the beauty that can be achieved when we aim

for a way to better ourselves.

The Greek myth, the goddess Hera placed eyes on its feathers to symbolise 

all-seeing knowledge and the wisdom of the heavens.

The feathers represent the God Lakshmi's qualities of kindness, patience and good fortune.

And the Buddhists believe that the feathers are associated with openness and

that they have the ability to thrive in the face of suffering.

Extremely symbolic, wonderfully beautiful and now they sit dotted around my house to 

remind me of the deep meaning they exude. 

They remind me :

To be proud but not arrogant.

To be dignified but not superior.

To be powerful but not overpowering. 

and  to be strong but not intoxicating.

*Peacock feather meanings from numerous sites.