Tracks

I went on a road trip recently and found that sometimes when you put bliss (taking photos) and pain (car breaking down....twice) together, you can see yourself more clearly as you play out each role.

I love taking photos. I love the feel of seeing colour and depth come together in a picture that you can then show someone else. I enjoyed the new people I met on the road and the companion I was travelling with. The weather was incredibly warm so we enjoyed firesides outside in the evening and walks on the trellis train track in the afternoon. There were family moments where forgotten laughter emerged; the past was the past, and now we start over.

Then there was the car breakdown. Creating this little nervous edge in my neck the minute it started acting up right until a full blown break-down while it was being towed back home four hours away! The fun of trying to understand the purpose of this long drawn-out delay became the challenge. At each roadblock we encountered, my companion and I tried to see the beauty of how perceived negative situations immediately changes the perception of your whole trip! I forgot to take pictures, my passion lying in the back of the car to attend to the more "urgent" reality. I became stressed and felt betrayed by the bursting of my road trip bubble with such distractions.

The funny thing is that I stretched through all of that. I saw myself in a way that I had never before and I realized that I have morphed into a whole new person from how I would have reacted to my car breakdown a few years back.

We're all right on track. It's when we forget that we look over the side of the bridge and see the water is really far down instead of just relaxing in the confidence of the track to get us to the other side. The track can seem really long and narrow, but in that small place, you can really see the substance of who you are and how you've grown.

Keep on Tracking..........

Later,

PC