Archive for March, 2008
Philly Cycling Race.
Bike race + fast camera + fast lens = 1600 images to sort through. Digital is great (for this purpose).
So I have been following the PSU cycling club around the east coast on the weekends. The past one in Philly was great. Rain on Saturday and high winds on Sunday. Lots of crashes on Saturday in the criterium, which is an aggressive eight city block circuit. If you’re lucky, you might see a few.
I have processed a lot more concerning church since last post, and this website has helped me out immensely. I was like, wow, this is exactly what I am feeling and can highly relate to this. Agh! The great and wonderful news… Life has become so enjoyable and I feel like I am getting back a lot surrendered vision/passion. Even in simply traveling with the cycling team and taking images and riding and going to work and watching Lost with a few friends… all these things have become so enjoyable again. I don’t feel guilty doing them anymore.
God has already paid the price of my guilt, so why live under it? No more rain clouds here and sunny unreachable horizons there.
The Old/New is New/Old.
NYC. NYC. NYC. I was up there scouting the land and Brooklyn’s atmosphere was so different. Such an amazing place. Canon MKII and a 15mm fisheye.
Right now, I am experiencing a lot of animosity towards the church I recently left. I want to say so many things and ask so many questions, yet I feel apathy sometimes and passion others. What I do know right now is that there is a group of ‘Disbandeds’ here and on the net that have experienced the same that I have. Part of me wants to take up anger and experiences that are not mine. The only binding thing that I still hold with this church is my own word that I would not speak maliciously towards them.
Conversely, I am not bound to speak nice things or strictly good things - I have an obligation to be honest with myself and with others. I was more or less warned not to make conclusions or connect the dots… However, I feel that if I did not make conclusions, I would just be pulling the sheet over my head and continue to be ignorant to the reality of the situation.
Wow… It is so good to breathe.