Yesterday, my mission in taking pictures was to take a picture of something that said Yes. This is my photo. Funny thing about it, I didn't say yes to the picture right away. It required pulling over on the side of the road. I knew it was the picture, but I drove right by. Obviously I turned around but why? Why didn't I just say Yes in the first place, in the moment. That is what I struggle with, saying Yes at the right moment, trusting it committing to it. Not letting opportunities pass by me (or me pass by them). It seems I need some exercises to build up these weak response muscles. Any ideas?
All poetry and photos by Squeaky Pelletier unless otherwise noted, thank you.
Friday, May 6, 2011
Yes Photo
Yesterday, my mission in taking pictures was to take a picture of something that said Yes. This is my photo. Funny thing about it, I didn't say yes to the picture right away. It required pulling over on the side of the road. I knew it was the picture, but I drove right by. Obviously I turned around but why? Why didn't I just say Yes in the first place, in the moment. That is what I struggle with, saying Yes at the right moment, trusting it committing to it. Not letting opportunities pass by me (or me pass by them). It seems I need some exercises to build up these weak response muscles. Any ideas?