You meet people along the way… The way stops and ports of call, villages of friends and lovers, all blend, like in a dream in the waking hours. This is how I see.  This is how I remember. I cannot do it any other way. Light and dark. Gain and loss. The joys of giving and the pain of letting go. The lessons we learn along that road are often forgotten, for we are leaky vessels at best. We forget and journey back down the roads that are familiar. Maybe this time it will be different… Filling up with life is both ecstatic and heartbreaking, yet we continually return to that well. It is still a hope, albeit faint sometimes, that continually draws us to travel further. We yearn to love and to be loved, to do something that is significant. That does not always happen. Brokeness is a necessity of growth, but pain is never wasted. Leonard Cohen wrote “There is a crack, a crack in everything…that’s how the light gets in.” In these images are my own story, my friends’ stories and, what I trust, are yours as well.

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