What does ‘a sign’ really look like anyway?
It’s just been one of those weeks. No major catastrophes, but plenty of frustrating distractions – starting with the squirrel setting up housekeeping in the attic and a minor case of bronchitis or something similar that is making me feel like I imagine pack-a-day smokers feel when facing a StairMaster, further derailing my stab at a fitness plan. And yet the latter encouraged me to take a mid-afternoon nap in the winter sunshine, and the squirrel is reminding me that diligence and obsession really are two different things.
And somewhere in there I’ve managed to get enough website stuff done to be ready next week to start telling the world that they’re here (this site and www.nurdle.net) . And along with all that, a little bright point of happiness; an email inviting me to display three photographs in a hospital’s changing exhibit. A small but great step towards getting more visibility as a photographer. The funny part is that I had visualized this very hospital and event in context with meeting ‘the guy’ a psychic predicted two years ago. I’ll have to wait until April to find out that part, but I’ll let you know if it happens.
Some would say there were no signs here and this is just life as usual. They could be right, but I’m more inclined to see intent and tailored lessons on flow, patience, and not obsessing. I’m trying very hard to pay attention.
