Between nowhere and no where to go...

As one can easily see, it's been awhile since my last post. The time lapse had a lot to do with the title of this piece. I've felt like that's the best way to describe my state of mind.

I just can't seem to get motivated and back on track. Not that I've ever been completely "on-track" compared to other people's definitions of the same... It's just that I've never completely stopped on the tracks. Maybe that's one of the reasons I've felt so odd and flat.

Odder still is that I don't feel like I'm depressed or am suffering a case of the blues... I just feel nothing, rather than feeling as I should be. I'm not feeling unfriendly, I've had contact with others, I've been doing stuff per the norm... But at home? Flat.

Even Ludie has noticed it. He seems to alternate from being very loving to driving me crazy with his caterwauling... both elicit a response from me. He makes me feel less gray, but I'm just not myself. Go figure.

This photo was taken by a cherished friend. He lives in a slightly urban, yet amazingly natural wilderness Homestead. He is blessed with the talent and the "eye" to recognize the inherent beauty of scenes such as this and thus is able to create a powerful and soul-stirring image.

I've looked at this photo a lot these last few days... It makes me feel better.

When it comes to art of any form, isn't that what it's supposed to do? Make you feel something?

Thank you R. Your beautiful images have helped me try to get refocused. Who could ask more from a friend?


Peace... just seems so much closer now.