found me again. And though you will not find me sitting on a pew, or bowing my head and crossing my chest, I was greatly moved to take these late evening shots of the mist filled sky and crosses on top of St Als at the Gonzaga University campus. I think it was my reward from the universe, for sitting through the basketball game at Jack and Dan's Bar, to drive by and see this amazing image before me. I made my husband drive back around the block so I could get out of the car and snap a few shots with my new little cool pix camera. It caught some interesting images with the heavy mist and fog in the air... and I almost didn't do it; I almost went home without acting on the creative urge. It was nourishing to my soul, and a gentle reminder to do it more often; do it meaning- to act on those impulses, that split second that pulls me to another place and time for just a moment, and in acting, moves me to a new realm of being. It is magic really. I think that must be how living in the moment works. When you pay attention, and act on it, the pay offs are great, and I think that they have potential to bring about significant change or direction in the persons life. I think of being able to sustain that at all times ... how rich my life would be, and how differently my path might move forward. Just that moment of inspiration, standing in the fog, feeling the wet of the mist kiss my face, gazing up at the silhouette of the crosses against the sky, being so present in that moment, has for some reason motivated me to write on my blog again, and it has been five months since my last post. I can't say why I stopped -I just did. So here's to following those moments... big or small!
