My apologies for the re-post, but I did a slight rework with this and wanted to take advantage of the higher resolution display 500px is now offering. No worries--I have no intentions of reposting all my previous work, but this is one of my more personal pieces, as I made it a time when certain things in life were looking bleak and I was in desperate need of a glimmer of hope. Original caption follows. Thanks always for your support, and keep believing.
Been through a very trying past few months…one of the toughest such stretches in my life…leaving me at times physically drained…emotionally broken…overwhelmed all too often. Wasn’t sure I’d quite make it through…but somehow I’m still here and hoping that the truest part of me hasn’t been cut down but merely pruned and primed for growth beyond my previous bounds. I obviously couldn’t have done it without the incredible support and understanding of family, friends, and colleagues, all of whom have been more forgiving of my shortcomings and unintended slights than I probably deserve. Know that whether this was offered consciously or not, I am truly indebted and appreciative beyond words.
Hope is a funny thing. It can be at once disillusioning yet empowering. It can set you a sail on the winds of discovery and fortune one day and dash you battered and broken against the rocks the next. But it’s only when you lose sight of it altogether that the sky goes truly black, with no polestar by which to navigate. I was lost for a while, rudderless, dead in the water…but through insistent whispers that resonated like shouts from a select few who refused to give up and rejected the notion that status quo was the only alternative (you know who you are), I was reminded that hope is like the sun: always out there, somewhere, perhaps at this moment hidden behind clouds, obscured by trees, or sunk below the horizon, but out there nonetheless.
You need only keep your eyes open and trust that when the time is right, it will appear again to illuminate the path to redemption and beyond.