The Mighty 500

An accomplishment, though not exactly how I thought it would go. Really, not much of anything has turned out to be what I'd imagined, least of which my blipfoto project. That's kind of the significance of ye olde magic 8 ball here..... I ask it questions, it answers, but its guess is as good as mine, really, and it's all just "effing foreplay," in the elegant words of Funny Car driver D. Worsh (Seattle 2007, when he was magnificent in qualifying but went out first round of eliminations).

Apparently, though: Life is what I make it. Not what the magic 8 ball says. Yes, this is confusing, do try to follow.

I can grab this next set of 500 by the horns, take a photo every day, TRY my hardest to be the best little amateur photog I can be. Or I can piss about and do the least amount necessary to get by until I get my big camera. Waiting. Always waiting. I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of not being the best that I can be every day. I want to be the best, and that means I need to strive for it. Regularly. Habitually. Obsessively.

There is at least one area where this ridiculous waiting is not my truth. And I'm proud of that. But the areas where I've let it become part of who I am.... That must be amended. And soon. Life is slipping away. Opportunities are like sand sliding through my fingers while I look ahead at what might or might not happen.

So much of life is left to circumstances and situations, if we so choose. I have the ability to change circumstances and situations, but really, I'm only in control over me. That means that in certain ways, I am stuck and must get myself unstuck. Right?

For instance, I woke up today to the total realization that I have been waiting for the past year. Waiting for ND, my beloved ND, to ring me with good news. That call isn't coming. I have to stop waiting. I have to stop shaking the magic 8 ball and asking it about my destiny. I have to steer this particular ship, perhaps in a new direction. Time is a'wastin'.

It's a metaphor, but it's a good one:
Take beautiful photos every day.
See what is on the other side of the view finder.
Mean it when you click the shutter closed.
Treasure what you've captured.
Share it with others.
Revel in your ability to decide where to aim the lens.

Live.
Breathe.
Move.
See.

Fill your photo album. xo

A sincere thank you to the blipfoto folks for creating such an incredible and inspirational community. Thank you for broadening my perspective.