Each year I look forward to January 6. I believe that the new year or the holiday will inspire me. When I started attending church as a young adult, Epiphany was one of the easiest holidays to accept. I believed in sudden realizations, just as I believed in grace and good will towards my fellow human.
This year I have been slow to epiphany.
I have not lacked sudden realizations. During the last few weeks, I have been an epiphany machine. I often wake up suddenly in the middle of the night. Each time I have a new idea. These ideas have formed one continual riddle.
What is an epiphany without action? Is it anything more than a fantasy disguised as a dream? Do I need a little less blog and a lot more action?
Lately, I have been searching anywhere for the answer. As I am writing, Ricky Nelson sings on my internet radio about old friends and old memories. At the Garden Party, nobody recognizes him, even though everyone knows his name. He finishes the song with the popular message,
“You see, you can’t please everyone, so you got to please yourself.”
While I enjoyed other concert pictures from the Vans Warped Tour gallery, I especially enjoy all the single arms piercing the San Francisco sky. At the Treasure Island Music Festival, I captured several favorites during Day 1 and Day 2, but there was something special about The Samba Stilt Circus Kiss picture. Despite walking in stilts for much of the day, this couple stopped to kiss at sunset. Though they were performers, their kiss was real. (at least, that is how I see it.)
Photographing Women’s Flat Track Roller Derby was a highlight this year. Capturing a sun delay was new too. The photo of the Portland team is probably not even my best of the Sun Delay series, but I love the picture. The winner of this bout advanced to Nationals and they had to wait. But I did not. I love how I can see their competitiveness, teamwork, and athleticism as they wait in the sun.
At the North Coast Section Championship in Napa, California, weather created a different problem. It rained and the two teams played. Fortunately, I was able to capture the post game celebration in the background and the consolation in the foreground. I understand how some people believe that coaches overemphasize winning, but this perception is caused by those of us covering championships. Coaches often console players. Teammates help each other through difficult losses.
Life is a team sport.
In 2013, may I remember to walk through life as a partner. May I not keep score in my relationships, but may I give 100%. At least. Bouts and games keep score, but relationships do not, so what is the point? Really? I try a little too hard to impress people… random people. Abstract people. Who are these folks I am trying to please? If I met myself, would I remember him?
It is time for a little less blog….