I’ve been surrounded by an aura of sadness lately. Was it the longer shadows that the slanting rays of sun are creating on the ground? Is it the chilled temperatures brought on by darkness? Could it be the recent passing of Christina?
Especially Christina’s passing?
It’s not the first time that I cried when my clients leave this world. I was overwhelmed by the fact that there was no official goodbye. I was also unfortunately reminded, again, that I did not have as much time with them as I so ignorantly thought, although they clearly had serious illnesses. Yes, I said “again”, because it reminded me of how Polly had passed when I still had an email from her in my inbox to reply to.
As I’m inevitably adding on tree rings to my life, I have finally waken up to the fact that I’m running out of time creating legacy.
I thank my clients for allowing me the privilege to experience lives enriched with deeply textured stories. It is with profound gratitude that I acknowledge the role each one played in shaping not only my artistic journey but also my perspective of life's fragility.
I will slowly work to share the work that Christina and I created together. I may cry. And I could smile, and even laugh looking at the footage from our photo session…
Until I surface again, I wanted to share this quote:
“Even those fallen leaves dance, on the musical wind cadence.”
— Anoushka Tyagi
