Well when I said I was going to blog about openness I thought I would have something important to say. Something profound and meaningful. On the cusp of a crisis of conscience I was faced with a dilemma – do I impose on myself the kind of diplomatic censorship I accept as my due on the Northlands? There I am providing a service to a community and were I to be open there it would be a community of one, so I hold my tongue (mostly) and give others the floor. On the rare occasions that I have opened my mouth I have lost members but then I closed it again and they came back.
Compare it to this image taken exactly 17 days earlier:
Ok so the angle is slightly different and there is a pane of glass between lens and the world in the first image but you get the idea, this is where only 17 days previously Dom and I had stood with Autumn and Warrick and posed for Jamie’s photograph. I was happy, very happy with Dom and friends. The sun was shining and my dad was alive.
And thus, even though neither picture is of him in a sense (to me at least) Dad isn’t ‘in’ the first image where as he most certainly is ‘in’ the second.
More than breakfast I go there to absorb the atmosphere of wellness that the owners so generously fill their thriving business with. They are happy and successful because they are doing their thing… you know, how everyone has a thing – just some of us don’t know what it is yet? I hope that by being in their world some of that attunement may rub off, and I will find my thing.In the meantime I am simply content to be a part of their world and to gather inspiration, nourishment and hope from the good things they have created.
I am not sure why I am so disappointed about this. I bought a photograph from one of our Northlands members, who is also a very talented young photographer. It started as an idea just to help her out as she was trying to get rid of old stock, and (I felt) needed the support, but I soon began to look forward to owning the striking image I had chosen. There was a bit of fuss at first as she noticed that the photo had a minor flaw but she was very thoughtful and reluctant to send it and so had another copy made for me which impressed me. However when the photo arrived, as you can see from the picture above, it was totally wrecked.