day of retreat

Herrbrook farm, cottage to rent for the day. A few miles outside of town away from city, the noise and the energy.

Personal goal: figure out someway to spend at least a day, if not longer, outside my fair city of Lancaster, even if in the county, but just outside the city at least. Once a week is my ultimate goal, but even a couple times a month is pretty sweet too. So far, not one day this year, but I know that will change.

Ah yes, the retreat. Going with the intention of having just a day of relaxation and self-discovery. Seriously, just being somewhere away from it all for a day, or half a day, with the phone turned off is just wonderful.
Thinking of those I should keep close, and lately those I should create distance from, the relaxing environment to just be by myself and alone opens the senses, and allows the thought process so much freedom from distractions.

I'm going back, maybe in a month or so, preferably when the weather is warm enough to bike there, and I would have if not for the frigid temperatures.

who I am and art, stream of conciousness

In living outside my usual stomping grounds, getting a change of scenery, even if not that far from home, and for the most part befriending the same peoples. I learned much about myself: I cannot live a life without pursuing what I love.

What do I love? I like taking photos and writing to put it in simply human terms.

What to take pictures of? Whatever catches my eye.

Writing out what I want on however I feel some moment of the day, at night, whenever putting my thoughts into words on a computer screen adequately expresses emotions and feelings of the present moment.
Discussing life, beliefs, cats, bikes, keeping these written thoughts secret, mattering only to me, thoughts I sketch out in journals. Burning, intense thoughts expressed through written words, with no regret or worry of "correctness" just writing it all.

Art is created by humanity, as is language, poetry and emotion. Expressed in human terms, that is when we relate, we love, hurt and feelings are evoked when something speaks to us. Stating the obvious? Yes, but often have we endured art that speaks to the creator, not the masses.