I’ve had a busy couple of weeks since my last post. I have been focusing on an opportunity that has restored my faith in hard work and passion. It kind of came out of the blue as well, but I was ready for it. It led to an interview, and then to successful outcome. A new journey is beginning and I’m fired up and ready for it.
It seems like a long time since I was feeling trapped. It’s not a nice feeling, when you feel events and circumstances are conspiring against you. In retrospect, and I have touched on this in previous posts, it was the uncertainty of life that laid me low. Yet nothing is certain, ever, in any instance. And the world wasn’t waking up every morning thinking of ways to make life shit for me personally.
I had to start looking for new viewpoints, new perspectives…
I had to start looking for new viewpoints, new perspectives. Looking inwards for strength and hope; outwards for inspiration and vision; consulting selected friends and family for assistance and guidance; I drew on everything I could think of to find opportunities to grow. I knew that I didn’t want to take my life back; I wanted to move it forwards.
As a backdrop to all of this I had a soundscape of tunes – old favourites, discovering new favourites and exploring many different genres to lift my mood. And to gather my thoughts and put them into focus, I took photos and worked on them with apps and editing tools to create the new visions I was searching for.
The album I chose this morning was Every Picture Tells a Story, the 1971 release from Rod Stewart (with The Faces but they’re not credited for recording contract reasons I believe). It’s been a firm favourite of mine ever since I saw The Faces live at Belle View in 1974 when I was 13 years old. I often turn to it because it’s full of very apt song titles and resonating lyrics. And it reminds me of times when I was carefree and life just happened without worry or pressure.
The story behind these pictures, well they are reworked new visions created from a couple of photos I snapped whilst out walking in the last four to six weeks, when I was searching for inspiration and to (Find A) Reason to Believe.
And if you haven’t guessed, I’m feeling happy and ready for the next chapter in my story. Drawing on the full spectrum of my experience and channelling it into something new.