October 8, 2013

Spot of Time

Sunset, low tide

We have a table and chairs. We sit around it and the six of us have plenty of room and our hands meet together at the perfect distance when we pray. I finally found all my fall stuff in a box marked Christmas and I filled a grocery cart full of pumpkins for the front porch. Now it's starting to become my house. Though sometimes I still look out all these windows and walk these floors and see the new furniture and it feels like I'm in somebody else's house. The pumpkins bring me back.

This beautiful place where we live, so alluring to photograph you'd think I'd take a zillion pictures and sometimes I try, but so often it just does not translate. I'm not sure if it's my camera or my peace of mind, but I think if I can't capture it exactly then I ... don't. 

And I face this with my words. I think in the past what I've written was true, but writing about it shined up my life, what really happened. At the time it made me feel better, less crazy, happier. Saved me. I don't know how long this will last, but it seems I've arrived at a spot of time where the days move easier without the need to write myself a lifeline. Am I on pause or moving forward? Drifting along? Not sure. I'm just going to go with it. 

15 comments:

  1. Looks like you arrived! And I LOVE your new table and chairs and the fact that your hands meet for prayer! I can stare at these pictures all day! The reflections are awesome! Water looks like glass. Peace of mind is a beautiful thing to have!

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  2. When real life is better than what you could spin it with words, you have arrived. What a sweet spot to be!

    Janelle

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  3. So beautiful. I love that you have found this spot where life itself is better than any word that could ever try to express it. I love that the world around you looks more beautiful through your own eyes than through a lens. That, my friend, is picture perfect. XO

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  4. I think you are embracing, which is what this life is all about. Such a simple thing in theory, yet so hard to do. (I'm still working on it myself. :) )Your pictures and your words are a true reflection of peace and beauty and utter appreciation for what you have been given, of what got you to this point. This spot of time... it is good. Enjoy. I couldn't be happier for you! XOXO

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  5. going with it is a very good idea.

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  6. If I know you, you're moving along, so just go with it.

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  7. Stunning photos. Lovely words. It all just felt so authentic and sincere. What a beautiful thing to share.

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  8. In that last paragraph--you said so perfectly the way it's been (is) for me too with the writing. And I know what you mean about the pictures too. Since we moved to Alaska, I blink in so many gorgeous scenes, holy moments, and they just don't translate into Instagram. (Though on 2 week drive here, my husband and I admittedly got in the habit of shouting "Hashtag AMAZING!" to each other on the walkie talkies whenever we saw something beautiful. So the lingo wasn't completely abandoned.) :-)

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  9. You're family is about 3 years ahead of my family - and I continue to look up to you - wishing, hoping, praying that maybe someday I won't be writing myself a lifeline.

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  10. *Your* opps.... (where is the edit button when I need it)

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  11. This is beautiful. I'm buying pumpkins this weekend; hopefully they will bring me back too. I still feel out of place in my house 12 years in. It's weird.

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  12. I think you capture it SO, so beautifully Steph. I smiled at the thought of your prayer time at dinner. :)

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  13. We're getting a table and chairs to fit our family tomorrow. We're having to rearrange 3 rooms in our house to do it, but we've been without one for 7 months. I've told myself that it doesn't matter; that just being together even on the floor is fine; that more people in the world don't have tables to fit their families than do. But it began to really bother me, and as I cried in my husband's arms after a particularly hard day I said, "In some cultures families don't ever sit around a table for meals, but those cultures aren't mine!" And that was the freeing moment--the moment that made it okay for me to work hard to get our family back around a table again. Even if we have to be very creative.

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  14. Beautiful. And I get that about photographing your house. :)

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  15. What is this place, it is fantastic. The sea and boulders are amazing.

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