Today I am reminded that life is short. I am here on this Earth to give love, show respect, honor the endeavors of all people, elevate and not tear down my friends and family, show and embody compassion, accept things as they are, and be the best person that I can be on every given day. And so it is…
A few weeks ago, I posted a short essay on My Grand Mid-life Crisis Adventure, which ultimately brought me and my daughter, home to live in Massachusetts, although the destination at the time, seven years ago, had been Eastport, Maine. It was the fall of 2008, the economy had tanked and I had been planning our move to Maine weeks before Wall Street had collapsed.
It felt as though there was no choice but to follow through with our move, as my personal economic situation had worsened as did the situation of so many other families living on the edge of poverty. We took to the road with a sense of humor and deep-down inside a sense of great trepidation. This was our bailout plan, to embark on a cross-country journey and move, that would forever be affectionately known as My Grand Mid-life Crisis Adventure.
The story continues…
The Bailout Plan
There were stacks of packing boxes lined up in a 6’ x 12’ space marked off with red tape in the center of the living floor. I put another heavy 12” cubed box of books on one of the stacks and wondered if I should not try to get rid of more of my books. I swiftly tossed that thought out of the open window of my second floor apartment into the 90-degree heat and mused I would not miss that heat. It was the fall of 2008 and we were preparing for our move from Los Angeles to the Down east area of the northern coast of Maine.
The economy had been slowly sinking for the past few years, and as predicted by many who had seen the economic disaster coming, including myself, the bottom was now falling out. The timing was perfect to move from Los Angeles, where the cost of living was quite high, to coastal Maine where the cost of living was considerably lower. At least that was my frame of thought as I prepared for the 3500-mile trek across country with my 19-year-old daughter, Juliet. Continue reading
To be empowered, I affirm with gratitude in my heart for all that there is in my life. My life is rich with the love of my dearest family members and friends. My life is rich with the opportunities and abundance that I make for myself and that present themselves to me via the Universe. I celebrate with joy these things, and understand the flow of the cycles of all that there is, for it is like the river constantly changing. Today is a good day. I claim it as such. And so it is…
“Today, I remind myself that as all relationships are assignments, there are many things I can learn from each person who I interact with, whether friends or family. Sometimes in relationships we learn hard lessons and sometimes those relationships bring us the greatest joy. I thank the Universe today for allowing me to participate in this learning experience that is constantly changing and testing my ability to learn from my assignments. Life is a path we walk and our relationships are all stops along the way.” – Pamela J. Leavey
No place is more sacred to me than the Parker River National Wildlife Refuge along the northern coast of Massachusetts. It is there in the diverse coastal estuary lands that are part of the Great Marsh, that I find inner peace, happiness and sometimes solace. The ever-changing landscape of the Refuge is woven into the tapestry of my life since childhood, when my entire family, including aunts, uncles and cousins would gather to camp at the southern tip of the Refuge known as Sandy Point.
Salt Pannes at Parker River National Wildlife Refuge ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey 2014
Throughout the decades of my life, which include two decades of living in Los Angeles, I never ceased to long for Refuge that was part and parcel of the fabric of my existence. It is there I celebrate the abundance that exists in nature and in life. It is there I revel in the colorful palette of water, land and sky and witness the delicate balance of the cycle of life.
In times of trouble in my life, no place has ever filled me with so much comfort as my beloved Refuge, for it is there that I find the answers to the questions in my heart that fail to be answered in any way other than by immersing myself in nature. I may arrive at the refuge sometimes with a heavy heart, but I never leave the Refuge not filled with joy. It is my greatest source of inspiration and it fills my heart with the greatest sense of gratitude imaginable.
Over the past couple of years, I have had many friends who have suggested I should sell some of my photographs. I’ve always agreed and put the idea on the backburner. Selling my photography is now officially on the hot plate thanks to a couple of folks who saw this photo and make a personal connection with it.
Last week I was contacted about selling prints of this photo of Three Wooden Boats, photographed on the Merrimack River at Lowell’s Boat Shop in Amesbury, MA in July 2012.
I made the sale and in doing so, I was inspired to make some of my favorite photographs available in print here on my website…
Three Wooden Boats ~ c. Pamela J. Leavey
Prints of Three Wooden Boats are available in three sizes listed below: Continue reading