Wednesday, May 07, 2008

my path...

Path:

(v. t.)
To make a path in, or on (something), or for (some one).
(n.)
A way, course, or track, in which anything moves or has moved; route; passage; an established way; as, the path of a meteor, of a caravan, of a storm, of a pestilence. Also used figuratively, of a course of life or action.
(n.)
A trodden way; a footway.

I walked home from work today. Now my walk home from work involves walking up and over some cliffs, crossing several fields, walking beside an old WW2 airfield and then across some more fields. It normally takes about two hours but Mark picked me up half way home so that I could get home and get some work done.

It was beautiful and I took lots of pictures (which I will share tomorrow when I can find the cable!) But the point of this post is that I realized something about myself today. I am obsessed with paths. Every roll of film or digital file I have includes at least one "path" of some sort. (Or road or bridge or walkway or sidewalk... I'm not fussy!) I'm forever taking pictures of the way ahead. I am enchanted by the possibilities that lie along the way.

When I thought about it some more I realized that it goes deeper than that. My book is even about a path. The other thing I always take pictures of are doors and doorways. It's all about what lies ahead or beyond. I wonder if I need to spend some more time paying attention to where my feet are actually planted. Maybe then the road ahead will make more sense!

I'll post more pictures of my path tomorrow. The picture above was taken when we visited the place where we are getting married! SEE - OBSESSED!! I'm even getting married on a PATH. What does it all mean!? (gently!)

8 comments:

daisies said...

i have no idea what any of it means but i think that it is wonderful somehow, like there are all these different possibilities and paths for you to walk, dance, meander down and not only are they there but you see and embrace them :)

your walk home sounds marvelous!! xo

Jaime said...

Don't you just love the mystery of pathways? Where will the next turn lead to? What is around that corner? Sometimes not what you had envisioned...but often a beautiful revealing.

What a gorgeous path you have chosen to begin your new lives together! May it lead to warm, sunshiny open fields where you can bask together in the beauty of the world and all it's secret workings.
xoxo

enchantedartist said...

Your walk home sounds absolutely incredible! I can't wait to see your pictures...

As for your obsession with paths... Maybe the paths are a symbol of your fearlessness...your optimism? The paths are there...you don't know what awaits you, but you feel something wonderful encouraging you onward?

Whatever it is, I think it's totally endearing...

And the place you have chosen to get married looks so enchanting...:)

xoxo

Claire said...

Such a lovely post, full of possibilities and joys.

Thank you.

Cxx

Dandelion seeds said...

I have a ton of 'path' pictures too. And of my feet. I know I am enchanted with the PATH and the spirituality and sacredness that lies within it.

I am excited to see the pics!

pERiWinKle said...

the path/journey you are on that is called LIFE!

Just a road....cause all you need to be is here, right now, on this path your standing...just living and loving it!

You are exactly where you need to be at this very moment!

Will email you about our wedding...in a fairy forest...trees...a stone church...a path of flowers to the church...magic everywhere!

Will email you! xx

Jessie said...

Meg! I loved reading this about you!!! I can't put my finger on it, but it feels vaguely familiar. I think it is because I feel the same way--except my obsession is with small spaces and sky. Opposites, yes, I know...but even so, it is about how we come to understand a place...and ourselves.

I love you, dear Meg and have been thinking about you LOTS!!! I can't wait to sit down and write a nice long letter to you.

lots of love,
j.

Jamie said...

I love how we all have our own symbolism that is essential to us, that somehow speaks to us and calls our name.

I'll look forward to hearing more about your path(s).