The word on the street
In my dreams, I’m a photographer. Having worked with some amazing ones over the years, I appreciate the art, science and soul behind the perfect shot. But in my waking life, I’m a word-worker, and I dearly love finding the optimal term to make a sentence sing and turn a moment into a memento.
So when NPR featured this story http://www.npr.org/blogs/pictureshow/2011/01/26/133238408/wots about pictures of words, I was intrigued. A tiny piece of me was disappointed, however, to learn about all the staging. It’s the random occurrence of word + image that teases my brain—that synchronicity of a few syllables and a natural space.
Last weekend in Corpus Christi, I got a bonus one while exploring the Navy base with my granddog Charlotte. What makes it special is that it suddenly appeared on—make that in—the sidewalk just as I was checking in with the Universe about being on the best course for my life purpose. So as I’m mentally asking am I on the right path?, I see what you see in the photo above.
Laughed out loud.
Gotta love a Creator with a sense of humor.
“I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.” Fr. Thomas Merten, Thoughts in Solitude