Red Line Bicycles Paris Manifestations May, 2008
Sunshine brings out the birds and the bird watchers.
The moon and Mercury pass in the night.
The moon and Mercury pass in the night.
These hand held shots tend to become narcissitically serious.
No where to run to.
Where did April go to. I'll tell you, April was dumped as I went out and did not stay in to blog at all. An now May. What of May? May is filled with feelings! What does one do as they find they have been living in a fog of "take life for grantedness?" Wake up! Make a demonstration of waking up! write about it. What if one morning you could not feel your fingers and toes. Balance is slowly disapearing so one cannot walk as they had so easily taken for granted. Shaving becomes next to impossible. Holding a glass of wine is no longer an option. What if? Looking for answers to the question, "What is going on" many tests later it is "Guillain Barre Syndrome." The auto imune system turns on one's extremities and cuts nerve connections so one looses the ability of feeling. Imagine the horror, the fear, the fragileness that must come with the paradox of loss of feeling and the enormity of the flood of emotional feelings. In the face of this "denial" cannot work. Fun cannot work. Consuming does not work. Some sense of "keeping-on, keeping-on," is about all there is. Feelings come in so many packages, and yet with loss comes some experience of the tiny minisculeness of each one of us. Wake up today and wake up to this minute. May is running away and before June arrives there are days to Daze about or to watch the Days unfold before one's senses. Above are some photos to celelebrate the passage of months and awaken to the feelings yet to come.
Where did April go to. I'll tell you, April was dumped as I went out and did not stay in to blog at all. An now May. What of May? May is filled with feelings! What does one do as they find they have been living in a fog of "take life for grantedness?" Wake up! Make a demonstration of waking up! write about it. What if one morning you could not feel your fingers and toes. Balance is slowly disapearing so one cannot walk as they had so easily taken for granted. Shaving becomes next to impossible. Holding a glass of wine is no longer an option. What if? Looking for answers to the question, "What is going on" many tests later it is "Guillain Barre Syndrome." The auto imune system turns on one's extremities and cuts nerve connections so one looses the ability of feeling. Imagine the horror, the fear, the fragileness that must come with the paradox of loss of feeling and the enormity of the flood of emotional feelings. In the face of this "denial" cannot work. Fun cannot work. Consuming does not work. Some sense of "keeping-on, keeping-on," is about all there is. Feelings come in so many packages, and yet with loss comes some experience of the tiny minisculeness of each one of us. Wake up today and wake up to this minute. May is running away and before June arrives there are days to Daze about or to watch the Days unfold before one's senses. Above are some photos to celelebrate the passage of months and awaken to the feelings yet to come.
