Today was one of those days that never really went anywhere other than a bit of frustration. I did let myself down and the stress got to me. However, I resolved that I wouldn’t let me down for long.
On Tuesdays I usually walk through an old Buddhist temple on my way to the station. I enjoy those few moments away from the rush of people, and just the quiet serenity of the area. I rounded on the outside of the large gate and stood at the top of a stone stairway and just breathed. The sun was out stronger than ever today but this little spot in the shade atop a hill was ultra pleasant. I just stood there looking at the shadows, taking in the scents, letting go of whatever stress had got of me.
After a few moments I walked down the steps. There was a man halfway down the steps in front of me taking pictures, and and elderly gentleman on his way up as part of an exercise routine.
Once I reached the bottom and was out in the sun again, it hit me how intense the sun was. I wandered around on my way to the station. Just taking my time, and pausing now and then to snap a photograph.
A patch of red caught my eye, and I entered into a small urban park turned around and saw this clump of red flowers. Never had really noticed them before. That is the challenge. To walk the same streets, and still be amazed daily.
There is nothing more therapeutic to my soul as framing a photograph, pressing the shutter, and now writing an accompaniment.