Nothing is ever certain, a good thing to remember.
Even better is the reality you make your own future through the choices you take, the preparations you make.
I have been in a photographic funk lately. Little work from the schools (holidays), little else, with winter and the usual mid-year lull, no personal goals to reach and a little scar tissue still from my time at the paper.
All journeys have a habit of ending up where they began.
The longer I am away from the paper the happier I am I have removed myself from that basic and slanted dynamic, but of course it is human nature to dwell on the good now the bad is gone (we never remember the annoying summer heat, flies and mosquitoes in winter’s cold, that’s human).
My forced break of three weeks has refreshed me, maybe even woken me up a little.
Two brothers with hopefully long futures ahead. Who will they be in twenty, forty or sixty years?
This year has been one of questioning myself, my methods, my ideals. Last year I gave as much as I could, this year I have felt more reserved, maybe a little generosity shy. That needs to change, but I am a great believer that things will come if you are open to them and don’t push too hard against the flow.
It could be the people I have been hanging around, some of whom have a very different life view, or it maybe just a phase, but my “play it by ear and see what comes” attitude of recent years has become more “why?”. I need to open that mind back up, be more me, more generous of spirit. Let the naivety back in and drop the question on the end of every sentence, for my own good as much as for others.
Life is good for me, but not for everyone and I need to remember that.
Be yourself, but think of others, always.