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The fog of Uncertainty

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For days now I am greeted in the early am with layers of fog.  It sets my morning in a way that allows me to move in an unfettered way.  There’s a freedom attached to the fog.  It holds what it is to come and for the few morning hours before the sun moves in there is a beaconing – a calling –  so to speak – step in and create.

I shot these magnificent trees on the coastline in Half Moon Bay — a friend had said the night before — “I hope you capture the fog – it is suppose to be really thick tomorrow.”  Well with that challenge I set out in the early morn and my camera companion did the heavy lifting.  My body moved to the grace of the elements and I found myself in sync with the dance of the atmosphere.

 

 

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A State of Becoming

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Welcome to the official launch of the Facebook Business Profile of Suzie Biehler Photography.  My photographic trajectory began around age 13 when my Dad became my catalyst for an inspiring path of following the light, the shadows, the action, the moments that fell ever so gracefully though the lens of my camera.

Repeatedly I am nudged by my inner muse that I “become” over and over again.  I muzzle through the passages.  Days I feel on fire – or times when my allusiveness distracts me and I retreat.  The wisdom of age saves me and alerts me a new moment, a new day is imminent.

I’ve been writing this blog for a number of years.  (You can stroll through the archives for a peek).  Due time I step out and show up to you, my friends and new friends and colleagues and family and artists of all mediums.

I encourage you to visit my site, explore, read, be inspired and let me know your favorite image.  This one here is one of mine — it echoes my state of becoming with its rippled textures of pure earth and sea.

Thank you for joining me on this creative wave of exploration.

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A Fog Calling

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I had been missing the fog horn lately and was surprised how much it shaped my early mornings.  Soon, as the end of June came and well into July and now early August — the fog has appeared front and center and I knew it was time to note its impact – with my camera and my words.  Truly, I love the fog.  There’s an uncertainty that comes with it and gives me a freedom to move in an unfettered way.  I take all the liberties I want in these early mornings of pea soup.

I shot these magnificent trees in this layer of fog after a friend challenged me the night before it all started – “I hope you’re capturing the fog – tomorrow is supposed to be the thickest.”  Well, with that directive, I set out early to Lands End, near the Cliff House – and approached what was to be truly one of the most graceful mornings I can remember.

Tall and statuesque, the trees were shrouded in layers of mist with branches clinging to touches of nourishment.

I felt part of their morning glee as I moved ever so cautiously clicking away — pinching myself I was given a pass to participate in their dance.

I hope you will find this image as inspiring as I do ~ it reminds me that being in the unknown is perfectly okay.  It triggers hope and possibility.

You may check it out further by visiting my gallery:
Fine Art Photography Prints

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Lessons of the Waxing Moon

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I woke up at 3:30 and clearly knew I was being summoned. I found my robe and slippers and made my way with cat companion toward that first cup of coffee.  My laptop and the shimmering moonlight provided the only light I needed to write.

Why was this particular year feeling literally like a new birth – I was in this uncomfortable labor –  another chapter was imminent –knowing I needed to be in the un-comfort zone so transformation can happen.  I shred my thoughts, quirks, fears, and concerns, all on the page via swift movement on the keyboard.

I have been in action mode for most of my life. My work involves service and my art is finding its way to and through that service. The new reality is in the merging of my worlds and trust that is inevitable to be there.

I looked up to witness a veil covering the waxing moon.  I was reminded of yesterday’s insightful thoughts – to be in stillness, allow the silence, the non-movement –sleep, rest – all part of this trajectory of life I have chosen and all serve me as I make my way through the complexities.

My daily writing ritual and the moon’s teaching – its veil symbolizing the acknowledgement to retreat and have patience and trust my discerning movements and choices to be in the void of nothingness. Soon the illuminating moon will be full.

These are gifts of this birthday year.

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W A T E R

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It’s wake up time.  Our precious resource of water is in danger of disappearing.  I admit I love my baths.  I think harder about how much I fill the tub and how long my shower is.  We are being called to a higher task – globally  – and how we, as global collective, can impact this most serious threat.

I shoot water all the time.  It draws me to unknown places of intrigue and delight.  From this point forward as I look at water, as I point my camera, as my hands turn it on to wash a dish — I purposely intend to use it consciously and respectfully.

 

 

 

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