Lunar Eclipse – January 20-21, 2019

We’ve been given our own light sources and if we contemplate long enough with adequate tools, we can see more and more light and experience more and more of life. 

Below are images taken from my backyard of the super blood moon lunar eclipse on the evening of January 20, 2019 in Marana, AZ (southwest USA).

Test Shoot: Friend R, “Delete the rest.”

Her response to her image gallery was, “Thanks for all your hard work! I see sickness in most of my photos…. I choose the ones I like…. I ask that you delete the rest.” I think her images and her comments add a great deal to the larger conversation of Black Womanhood in America. How we internalize our grief and disappointment. How they solidify and weigh us down in a deep abyss of cyclical suffering. How we can become incapable of seeing pass that one thing (situation, heartbreak, betrayal) that first knocked us down.

Test Shoot: Rhonda, “Delete the rest.”

Her response to her image gallery was, “Thanks for all your hard work! I see sickness in most of my photos…. I choose the ones I like…. I ask that you delete the rest.” I think her images and her comments add a great deal to the larger conversation of Black Womanhood in America. How we internalize our grief and disappointment. How they solidify and weigh us down in a deep abyss of cyclical suffering. How we can become incapable of seeing pass that one thing (situation, heartbreak, betrayal) that first knocked us down.

People who hide themselves are impossible to know.

She can’t trust me to know what she likes because she has never really shared any of her true self with me. At least not in recent memory. She has hidden away in anger and hatefulness for so long, no one can see anything else.

People who hide themselves are impossible to know.

She can’t trust me to know what she likes because she has never really shared any of her true self with me. At least not in recent memory. She has hidden away in anger and hatefulness for so long, no one can see anything else.

Jane Fonda in Five Acts: Quotes from the HBO Documentary

None of my marriages were democratic, because I was too worried about pleasing. I had to be a certain way in order for them to love me. I had to look a certain way. And I looked different for all of them. I wanted to be living as a whole Jane. A fully realized Jane.

Road trip: Riding shotgun

This year has been exhilarating in many ways. I’ve purposefully taken action to change my life into something that represents my heart, spirit, vision and purpose. It’s taking a lot of energy and focus, so much so, I keep thinking I’m failing. However, when I look around after detours, I see that I have not been pushed  off-course. I’m exactly where I need to be.