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Letting Go...

Published November 13th, 2012

Yesterday morning, I dragged myself out of bed, weary and aching from a restless night of sleep, and drove over to Portland Headlight at Fort Williams to watch the sunrise.



If you know me or have seen my photography, my work tends to capture the extraordinary beauty of the mundane world -- usually that which most people pass by without noticing.



I was struck by the exquisite gracefulness of light filtering through the decaying leaves. The Fall season always seems to stir up a sense of grief and loss...in letting go of memories of warm sunny days walking along the beach; anticipating the cold gray days that loom in the distance, the loss of my health, the loss of my job and the loss of a relationship. Death and dying, grief and loss, letting go...these themes were evident in nature -- all around me, mirroring the feelings within.



Everything looked so beautiful in the light...there was a deep sense of gratitude for it all...life, death and the letting go of one form and the emergence into another. The letting go and passing away of all my hopes, dreams and loves...a final celebration and release back into the earth to be born anew in the Spring...

Winged Light

"He is outside of everything, and alien everywhere. He is an aesthetic solitary. His beautiful, light imagination is the wing that on the autumn evening just brushes the dusky window." ~ Henry James

Bird of Paradise

Yesterday morning, I dragged myself out of bed, weary and aching from a restless night of sleep, and drove over to Portland Headlight at Fort Williams to watch the sunrise.
If you know me or have seen my photography, my work tends to capture the extraordinary beauty of the mundane world -- usually that which most people pass by without noticing.
I was struck by the exquisite gracefulness of light filtering through the decaying leaves. The Fall season always seems to stir up a sense of grief and loss...in letting go of memories of warm sunny days walking along the beach; anticipating the cold gray days that loom in the distance, the loss of my health, the loss of my job and the loss of a relationship. Death and dying, grief and loss, letting go...these themes were evident in nature -- all around me, mirroring the feelings within.
Everything looked so beautiful in the light...there was a deep sense of gratitude for it all...life, death and the letting go of one form and the emergence into another. The letting go and passing away of all my hopes, dreams and loves...a final celebration and release back into the earth to be born anew in the Spring...

Autumn's fire...

"Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods. And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt." ~ William Allingham

Letting go...

The human soul is slow to discover the real excellence of things given to us by a bountiful Creator, and not until the shadows of death begin to gather around the object that we love, do we see its worth and beauty. Autumn is the dim shadow that clusters about the sweet, precious things that God has created in the realm of nature. While it robs them of life, it tears away the veil and reveals the golden gem of beauty and sweetness. Beauty lurks in all the dim old aisles of nature, and we discover it at last. ~ Northern Advocat

Autumn leaves...

Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees. ~ Faith Baldwin

Lanterns of Light

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