Look past the faults.
Keep moving forward.
original content and images ©j.g. lewis
A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .
So, I make mistakes.
An oversight or three, here and there, or an error or lack of judgment can (and will) happen. My lack of foresight simply happens.
We do not learn from our mistakes, but rather we learn from the experience.
You cannot prepare yourself for all probabilities knowing a mistake is a likely possibility.
Experience comes from noticing what you are paying attention to.
Maybe this Moon
with the power it bleeds
will illuminate more
Maybe this Moon
it simply cannot forget.
Some of us will relate
while others regret.
Maybe that Moon knows
what it is all worth
and sets an example
for those looking up
from this earth.
I'm like a pencil;
Still I write.
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
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There is nothing as inspiring as a blank page.
When you begin something new, there is always potential to discover. You learn more about yourself each time you begin a new project.
This past August was my blank page.
I needed a creative boost, I needed to inspire myself and get out of this pandemic dysthymia that has been weighing heavily on all our shoulders. I needed to see, or rediscover, what I could do (or what I needed to work on).
So, each day this past month I immersed myself in the creative process. I wrote, I painted, and I carried my camera with me as I walked throughout the city. Artistically speaking, the camera has always been my first love. I also rediscovered my paint box.
I had no goals in August – no deadlines to meet or results to achieve – and didn’t even keep track of what I had accomplished. I just did what I enjoyed and took time to myself. I looked closely at the details, I looked around as much as I searched within. I spent time with my art.
I took joy in capturing moments as they sped on by, as life does. By taking the time with my art I was able to slow life down just a little.
Art is life.
Life is art.
I live with it.