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Uros, Floating Islands / Lake Titicaca / Peru at 12, 500 feet (3,800 m) above sea level

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i have traveled many roads

rough, smooth, winding, straight

all along, for many a moment

i have carried with me thoughts

of what could be

only to realize that all these

have been weighing me down

and so allow me to stop for a moment

and let me take some load off my puny shoulders

allow me to learn how not to hold on

to what cannot be

allow me to learn how to let go

so that i can make room

for what is meant to be

 

There is a moment.

Quiet, brief, yet heavy.

The body stands at the edge, but the mind lingers.

A pause, where the heart grips the comfort of what is known, unwilling to let go.

Behind is the land, the safety of what has always been.

Ahead lies the unknown, vast, cold, calling.

The frozen lake stretches like an unanswered question.

To take that first step is not only to move the body but to confront the weight of leaving behind the familiar.

It is the final breath before the leap.

It is the ache of knowing that once you cross, there is no turning back.

And still, the feet remain planted for one more second.

at the cemetery

ODC Our Daily Challenge: Helps Relieve Pain

 

Let Go

 

Dropped from explore.. But hey, it still made it ;-)

 

"I need to let go of this feeling. I shouldn't waste precious time dwelling on the past anymore. I did what I had to do. What had to happen has already happened. What remains to be done is for me to get a grip and go on with my life. The future awaits. I have to move on now." ~Raymond Carlos Abagat

 

January 5, 2010

 

Shades of Life

shadesoflife365.wordpress.com/2010/01/05/letting-go/

Let fear fall beautiful one

It is only a body inside you

Losing its shadowy dominion

Over your freedom

In this moment

As the entire universe holds you

With a love beyond

Your deepest imagination

That

Should you realize it

Your heart would cry an ocean

Of joy

Lift you above

The passing darkness

To be (t)here

Where there is no lack

No pain

No fear

No death

 

Lift your heart

And know it to be true

We are made for these times

We are here

Feeling the glorious height

and devastating depth

Of our own Beingness

  

The original photostock was a donated image by Rebecca Zama on "Unsplash" and these words came pouring out while I was staring at it. I love to swim and simply float and oftentimes meditating feels just like this, a kind of stillness and peace no matter what is going on around me.

 

It's how I navigated 6 years of intense medical treatments my late husband went through and all other kinds of storms We need to give attention to what is happening externally of course, but we also have the opportunity to dive into a deeper part of ourselves connected to such wonder and possibility Had I let fear rule my world, I would not have made love, travelled, sang, laughed and nurtured wonderful friendships or even started my Flickr site Let this be our focus to get us through this time We each have such glorious gifts to share. I added rendering effects to add resonance to how we and our feelings move as waves in a great Ocean.

 

If you have a practice already, keep going and if you don't, I recommend "Ancient Secrets of Success - The Four Truths Revealed", written by my Teacher and Mentor of 20 years., Tulshi Sen. My life and that of my husband went into a whole new gear when we let go of fearing what we would lose and embrace what is here available right now. My Flickr site is my testimony to this creative journey of profound self-discovery one courageous step at a time.

 

Keep singing and dancing and keeping good mental hygiene.

 

Love to you all.

  

" God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference."

 

Today was such a nice day, I could stand the idea of being contained inside. I was inspired to make this photo after all the positive reinforcement I've been getting from friends and family through some hard times these past couple weeks. I feel with each day is a little improvement and I will continue to keep my head up and continue to shoot, its the one thing that keeps my mind off everything that bugs me.

 

Sun is rising to greet us, Hear the call of the wild,

Look around at this new day, Like an Innocent Child,

Feel the world waking up now, Sacred circles complete

Like an African morning Feel the rhythm and beat.

 

Ma Ma hey Earth Spirit Hear you singing to me

Ma Ma hey Earth Spirit Sing to me sing to me.

Ba Ba hey loo O ma Let it be, Let it Be,

Ba Ba Hey loo O ma Come to me Come to me.

 

Sacred Circle of Dancers, Young and old, black and white

Sing a song for the new day. Giving thanks for the night.

Life is singing a new song Sacred circle's complete

Hear the song deep within you. Raise your hands, move your feet.

 

Like an African Morning, sun is rising anew

hear the song of the new day, life is calling for you.

Come give in to your passion, Time to live and let go.

Feel the power within you, It's the song of your so -oul!

 

An original song and video by me John William Hammond. Celebrate the life and love you bring into the world.

 

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Sometimes Johnny has trouble letting things go...

"'Go on' I whisper as I unfold my hands towards the open sky. A single fuck escapes from my fingers, soaring gracefully into the cool air. "You're free now." I say. My last fuck has gone."

-anonymous

...is not a bad thing...

sometimes, in order to move on and be happy again, we must learn to let go of that something or that someone we've been trying to hold on to for the longest time... *big hugs* to those who are hurting or trying to let go of... i know you can do it! ^^ xoxoxo :)

    

"letting go..."

"kiss the rain" series

crayons + markers on paper

2006 dec 2

  

© woolloomooloo / woolloomooloosky. all rights reserved.

"...but I need to let you fly free again..."

Appreciate the little things in you life, the taste of an apple, a cool breeze, the cry of a baby, the smell of leaves, the song of birds, the smiles of men, woman and children, Be present when you can. This song video was inspired by a beautiful day in the park. I wrote it long ago but the words are as true today as they were 30 or more years back. I hope you enjoy and share. Please if you like respond , If you like visit some of my other original music videos in my unique album. Here is a link to another one. Blessings.

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Flckr Link below is for a beautiful nature video.flic.kr/p/2jv2dxD a flckr link to a beautiful nature music video of mine.

 

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This photo of me. Captured by my friend Ocatvia shares the story of my year... michelmjackson.com/?p=1432

 

  

and the toughest battles you will fight will be against invisible enemies..

 

whether you win the battle by holding on, or by letting go is completely upto you

I miss the moments I might have lived, and the dreams that were once so possible. I miss the absence of limitations, the horizon well within my grasp. I miss the abilities woven so deeply into my identity, my very sense of self. I miss many things from my before life.

 

Yet, if none of this had happened, I would have unknowingly missed the lessons I’ve learnt and my new view of the world. And so, I appreciate this for what it is - a learning experience.

 

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if you'd like to read a poem I wrote to go with this series, please click here.

 

Part of the Set, Milkweed Mother. Read the dedication here

14/03/2023, Puerto de Las Palmas de Gran Canarias, Islas Canarias, Spain.

 

Cristian, a member of the busy mooring gang (Amarradores del Puerto) assisting with the departure of the Chinese reefer 'Hai Feng 896'.

 

I see him from time to time and we usually have a friendly chat. On this occasion he asked for me to take some shots of him, so I happily obliged.

"Listen carefully: Unless a grain of wheat is buried in the ground, dead to the world, it is never any more than a grain of wheat. But if it is buried, it sprouts and reproduces itself many times over. In the same way, anyone who holds on to life just as it is destroys that life. But if you let it go, reckless in your love, you'll have it forever, real and eternal.

 

If any of you wants to serve me, then follow me. Then you'll be where I am, ready to serve at a moment's notice. The Father will honor and reward anyone who serves me."

 

60 days. 60 pictures. John 12:23-26.

 

my life means nothing unless it's His.

 

This is my long-exposure attempt without a tripod. Was able to fix the color for other shots but unfortunately other 20 came out very ‘shaky’. :-(

Sometimes we feel we are inside something

perhaps it began in our mother’s womb,

cradled in warmth,

a silence that hummed like safety.

A place where fear could not find us.

A box,

not a prison,

but a promise.

 

And then

we were placed outside.

Shivering in the light,

surrounded by sounds that did not care

for our softness.

We learned the weight of air,

the ache of absence,

the long reach of longing.

 

But tell me

in all your trembling,

did you notice her?

Outside her own box,

watching you become.

Can you see her face,

creased with the courage it took

to let you go?

Her hands, still warm from holding you,

now empty?

Her gaze,

more fragile than your cry?

 

She was outside too

brave, breaking,

unboxed.

© slight clutter photography

 

Bloom and color wheels

Yellow shouldn’t hurt this much;

Paddle boats be damned

As 2019 closes, thoughts of new beginnings stream anew, meandering; encountering obstacles; redirecting. The path forward is unclear, but the water will find the way.

Sometimes letting go is the hardest thing imaginable......

Yet holding on is even harder.

 

Toni Sorenso

 

© All rights reserved Anna Kwa. Please do not use this image on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit written permission.

to be able to let go, - somebody loved

 

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view from Leopard rock (on the south western side of the Arunachala hill).

A tawny owl mother (Strix aluco), while ringing and releasing it and its owlets, which I have attended many springs now.

 

The species is commonly found in woodlands across Europe, as well as western Siberia, and has seven recognized subspecies.

 

(Kattugle-mor in Norwegian)

 

My album of birds here.

 

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Surrender yourself to the Lord, and wait patiently for him.~ Psalm 37:7

 

Surrendering your life means:

 

· Following God’s lead without knowing where he’s sending you;

 

· Waiting for God’s timing without knowing when it will come;

 

· Expecting a miracle without knowing how God will provide;

 

· Trusting God’s purpose without understanding the circumstances

 

~ Rick Warren

And some say love is holding on and some say letting go

And some say love is everything, and some say they don't know

 

- John Denver

Generally my mind is full of words, bits of sentences, people speaking in broad accents, jumbled up with songs and images. But if someone asks me to depict my inner landscape (which I suppose is the same thing as a mindscape) everything goes completely blank, a white page or a white canvas.

So it was hard to think up a series of mindscapes for the Big Project. Then I saw a skyful of clouds, and when transferring them from my phone came across this quote I'd photographed from Isabel Allende's book which had spoken to me when I read it, and thought the quote and clouds might fit together. Whether they constitute a mindscape I'm not quite sure.

Altocumulus stratiformis perlucidus: a sign of a forthcoming storm

The clinging vine... letting go is hard to do.

 

Hahaha :D

Well, with that title.... :P

Sudden changes, all the lies

Should have seen it in her eyes.

 

Black Sabbath, She's gone

 

Explore #101

Yeah... it felt good being in the rain today. Just my camera & myself.

 

& thanks so much to Gaia P. for writing me such a sweet testimonial ♥ check that lovely girl out!!

 

other 365 project (Photo blog updated daily)

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my Etsy shop.

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"When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be” Lao Tzu

Sometimes you have to just stop hiding... even behind the pretty things. Let go of the unnecessary politeness... stop saying "it's oky" when it's not... don't smile if you don't feel like... don't say anything if you just want to be quite.

You don't have to do anything you don't want to. It isn't compulsory to be happy all the time...it's rather unnatural. Realise this, accept this and you will feel so much lighter. Let your heart become the weightless flower that it's suppose to be.

 

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Hair & make up : Kaitlyn

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“I realise there's something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they're experts at letting things go.”

― Jeffrey McDaniel

  

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On the of the things on my bucket list was to ride on a motorcycle even though I was scared to try it. For years I have come up with an excuse everytime someone offered to take me for a ride. My minister has a motorcycle and he was going to take me. I never went. Yet, I always had a nagging in the back of my mind about a failed attempt at something I wanted to do. I let the fear get in the way of just experiencing something that was, once again, out of my safe box.

This year when we were in Bermuda, my son rented a moped. I knew that it was now or never. Who else would take my fears seriously and respond if I wanted off? So I just put on foot over that seat, held on to Chris and off I went. Scared, sure. Happy, you bet. Another one crossed off the bucket list, with a wonderful memory of time spent with my son.

I'm getting better at holding on and letting go... The rest of the story is on the blog...

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And I await the day our paths cross again

Sometimes I simply choke while out with the camera. I head off with best intentions, usually;ly based on an urge to be creative. But for whatever reason things just don't work out for me. We've all been there. You download your photos to the computer, and one after another they are a total disappointment. For me it's often a good concept that just wasn't realized; lighting was off; good compositions but everything just looked flat. Or maybe great lighting but crappy compositions. Perhaps I allowed myself to be distracted during the session (a sure-fire way for my photos to suffer). Then there are days which are pure magic, and these are the ones I live for. Everything just seems effortless. I move from scene to scene and it all just falls into place. Lighting, compositions, inspiration, creativity, all feed one another. I had such a day last December. But as is sometimes the case I didn't fully appreciate it until much later. That's why I've learned not to get too judgmental during the actual session. If I base decisions on how things feel in the moment, I might cut short what could turn out to be a very productive session. The point is you just never know until you review your results. This image was a grab shot taken not long after I had set out that morning. Camera was slung over my shoulder as I walked along with no intent on taking photos along the way. Suddenly I just stopped and looked around (happens all the time, I never know why but I've learned to heed my instincts). This is the scene I captured, full of detail, depth, texture. The composition looking simultaneously random and well planned...the environment and feeling of the moment perfectly preserved. On this day, even the throwaway shots helped tell the story. Days like this really help compensate for the dud sessions.

As I took this photo, my nephew commented on how something so destructive could create another thing beautiful.

Sometimes it's hard to let go

 

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