and again it opens
mood: fearless
it's the moment when you begin to believe that nothing is possible. that's when the flood begins. in that very second when hope is replaced with fear. not today, she said. not today.
the bloom only closes when you choose to close it. otherwise it's natural state of grace is to remain open, free, fragrant and accepting of it's fate to one day fade. if i were a flower i would rather prefer if not demand that my foliage be on display for the world to see, enjoy, become enchanted with me, even if i knew it meant that someone might pick me from the vine and discard me.
this photo was just a fun, what the fuck, nothing to lose image that was anything but powerful. and yet i was drawn to it and found it intriguing and moving. maybe it was just my playful creative mojo kicking in but i felt connected and had to disect it. play with it. open it up and see what i was missing with my naked eye. what it brought out in me was a profound understanding of how we relate in our lives to fear, madness, playful and mischievous urges. it's the moment. there's always one and it's up to you to figure out how to live it. will you remain tight in that bud any longer?
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. -Anais Nin
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