Full Circle

I recently found this picture in an old journal.  I'm 18 here.  My friends and I went on a wild trip to Baja, Mexico on a Green Tortoise, crazy bus.  My longtime friend, Nara took this picture of me on the beach in some off-the-map location not near to anything. I was in art school at the time and it was in general, a turning point.  And ever since I found this photo I've had it on my desk to remind me of those times and how I felt then.  Things where not easy.  But my heart was full for life and I was heartily unruly.  I miss my naive spirit and at the same time I am grateful for my many new strengths.  I have a tenderness for the parts of myself I had to leave behind in order to find stability.  Seems like we never get it all at once.  We develop in some kind of circle.  Winning one battle while losing another. And the search continues for that place in the middle.  And I guess that's why this picture makes me so happy.  It seems like a brief blink in time that has a little bit of it all...  Hope you have a wonderful weekend with full circle moments.

Comments

[Heather Foust]

It's a great photo! I can see a face in the rocks above you!

[Sharon]

It is an awesome pictures, but your thoughts on the picture really touched me. I look back at old pictures and I realize, I'm not that person anymore, a part of her is still in me, but as we age and grow,we change. We are many, but we are one. Don't know if that made sense to you, but it my offbeat,crazy way, it makes sense to me.