Mimicry

Now here's a very remarkable thing. I was busy in my studio this morning, sorting through yet another box consisting of ninety-nine percent crap and one percent priceless memorabilia, getting suitably distracted by old photographs and newspaper clippings from when the boys played football and ran fell races, days of delightful innocence before they knew swear words and discovered the taste of alcohol - although I suspect they actually knew swear words long before it was obvious to me - but I digress. The point is that I was totally absorbed in the task, when suddenly I became aware of the sun breaking through and bathing the room in light. I looked up and could see some interesting things going on in the sky.

It wasn't anything particularly exciting but I suddenly found myself possessed to get out on the moor. With an urgency that truly came as a surprise I was out the door and jogging up the road. There was no plan, but I first went left instead of right to the Tarn, then right instead of left to the Cow and Calf. The sun was still shining through a hole in the clouds and I headed up towards the Crocodile Rock. I turned to look behind me and realised the reason for the urgency. I could see the Crocodile Rock in the sky! It was then a sprint to get this shot while the light remained perfect. A minute later the clouds engulfed the sun and the shape-shifting magic of the moment had passed.

I'm still somewhat in awe of what happened. I truly think that my subconscious had 'seen' the possibility of this shot and did everything it could to get me to where I needed to be. Our intuitive self doesn't have words at its disposal to tell us things. It cannot speak to our thinking self using normal language. It has to communicate in more subtle ways. I believe it is this ability to tune into our intuition that is being lost in today's world where every moment has to be filled with something. I know I lose it when I'm in programming mode, when the I'm firmly stuck in my left brain. It becomes very hard to hear the 'voice' of the right brain when there is so much noise. I'm very glad though that I heard it today! I think this stands as a great example of that marriage of reason and intuition to which I alluded just yesterday.

And finally, talking of yesterday, you've once again honoured me greatly with your fabulous response to my revisit to the tump. Special thanks for all the hearts. You truly are the loveliest bunch of people. I guess then you won't mind today's return to another favourite blip haunt. I doubt this is a shot I will ever capture again.