Ever wake up with a word on your mind? Just one solitary word? Oh, yeah, there's a whole thought process behind that word, but you just have that one word on the tip of your (tongue?). When I began caching and was contemplating creating my first cache I had an idea of where I want to place it. It would be near that old, abandoned, boarded up (now refreshed and refurbished) fire station at the end of Kaweah Street. I woke up one morning with the word PLUNGE on my mind and immediately knew.... well... the rest is history. (Also, unfortunately, is the cache as it has been muggled or moved but that a whole other story).
This morning I woke up with the word REFLECTIONS on my mind. Hmmm, what was I thinking last night? Did I dream of some mirror-like image? Was I reminiscing, looking back at times past? Well, not wanting to just jump up out of bed and get the day going, I lay there patiently waiting for the word to form in a sentence, provide some sort of hint as to where I should go with it (or, rather, where it was about to take me!). For some reason the word led me to the doorway of the Flikr group "Waymarking" and as I crossed the threshold a new monthly contest unfolded. "Reflections".
I remember when I began on Flikrs Waymarking group there was a picture submitted by Hikenutty - the object of the picture eludes me now but I remember her surprise at having captured her own imaging, taking the picture, in the glass door she was photographing. Aha, a 'reflection'. As my mind began to wander, onto another tangent, as usual, the words in my own Flikr profile haunted me - "...Your reflection has lots of trees or maybe a bright blue sky peeking out behind you...". Hmm, so that's the tie-in. REFLECTION.
Still unmoved in my feeble attempt to make 'have to get out of bed' something that might go away, my mind drifted down yet one more rushing stream into a reservoir of thought. I began to actually visualize more than a word. I saw myself 25 years ago after I had spent six months carefully tending to my body - loosing weight and maintaining a daily exercise program. I liked what I saw and it gave me the strength to continue - at least for this day - on the same path towards creating a new, more palatable reflection of my own self.
The inner self will have to wait. I jumped up out of bed and persued with vigor the things I had to do this morning - take a long walk (towards the 15,000 daily steps my doctor prescribed), eat a healthy breakfast and fight the demons that might try to suck me into a reflection of what I looked like last week.
This morning I woke up with the word REFLECTIONS on my mind. Hmmm, what was I thinking last night? Did I dream of some mirror-like image? Was I reminiscing, looking back at times past? Well, not wanting to just jump up out of bed and get the day going, I lay there patiently waiting for the word to form in a sentence, provide some sort of hint as to where I should go with it (or, rather, where it was about to take me!). For some reason the word led me to the doorway of the Flikr group "Waymarking" and as I crossed the threshold a new monthly contest unfolded. "Reflections".
I remember when I began on Flikrs Waymarking group there was a picture submitted by Hikenutty - the object of the picture eludes me now but I remember her surprise at having captured her own imaging, taking the picture, in the glass door she was photographing. Aha, a 'reflection'. As my mind began to wander, onto another tangent, as usual, the words in my own Flikr profile haunted me - "...Your reflection has lots of trees or maybe a bright blue sky peeking out behind you...". Hmm, so that's the tie-in. REFLECTION.
Still unmoved in my feeble attempt to make 'have to get out of bed' something that might go away, my mind drifted down yet one more rushing stream into a reservoir of thought. I began to actually visualize more than a word. I saw myself 25 years ago after I had spent six months carefully tending to my body - loosing weight and maintaining a daily exercise program. I liked what I saw and it gave me the strength to continue - at least for this day - on the same path towards creating a new, more palatable reflection of my own self.
The inner self will have to wait. I jumped up out of bed and persued with vigor the things I had to do this morning - take a long walk (towards the 15,000 daily steps my doctor prescribed), eat a healthy breakfast and fight the demons that might try to suck me into a reflection of what I looked like last week.
