He had a dream this week.
I love it when his dreams give him revelation for my benefit. I should say it helps us both.
Let it be told in his words.
"We were in a car that hit a huge bump. We flew into the air and came nose down into a lake. I pulled you out of the car and when we reached the surface, I realized part of you was still down there. So I went back to get your other part and realized it was the adventure/explorer part. I had a hard time convincing you to come with me and said soon they would be coming to pull the car out. You said, 'But that would be an adventure!' I finally convinced you to come. Then I felt bad that I made you leave."
I was laughing histarically, but also realized this was a message to him (and me). All I said was, "Remember this the next time I need to present my case."
There is a part of me that loves and longs for adventure. The other part is fearful and plays it safe.
I took this photo downtown last Saturday night. I was across the street from a tatoo parlor and by myself. No one was in sight the whole 3 minutes I spent there. I grabbed a few shots with my phone and my Canon and got out of there as fast as I could because I could hear yelling about a block away. The added girl was from an art gallery shot just a few blocks from there. Could just as well be me. The explore word art is from Rhonna Designs app. This may be as close to art journalling as I get.
Apps used: Andiftouch, Snapseed, StrutType, Image Blender, iColorama, RhonnaDesigns.