It's Out of My Hands

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Did you ever get the feeling that, no matter what you do, there’s some kind of “master plan” for you? That, try as you may, and try you will, no matter what happens, you get what you’re supposed to get and that things sort of happen for a reason?

Tonight I was fighting with Christmas lights. Now, I know that sounds silly, fighting with Christmas lights in July but, as you can probably guess from the photo, I’m working in the studio on some projected images. So, fight I did-I even managed to break one of the lights. And, try as hard as I could, I just could not get the lights to stay on top of my head. They just kept sliding off, just as the self timer was clicking into action.

I had this “grand notion” you see-I had an image in my head of what I wanted to do. I wanted me, standing there (as you see me here) in front of the holiday display door, with a sort of “net” of holiday lights cast over my head. I wanted them to be over my head, not falling, spinning all around me. I wanted the picture to be clear, not blurry. Well, so much for good intentions (what is that they sometimes say about “the road to Hell?” Oh, right! I think I’m so on it already! Beep Beep! Out of my way! I don’t want to keep Satan waiting. Or do I?)

The funny thing is, I actually *like* this picture. I like the motion. I’m surprised how you can see my face. It just sort of…well…it just works for me. I don’t think the picture of me standing there, still, all sharp and stuff, would have come out nearly as nice. Somehow, looking at this now, I think I like it better. Am I allowed to change my mind? (Ahem, please say, “yes,” you know you like it when we’re both happy, right?)

For those of you keeping score, that would make the universe, Karma, all things spirited 1, Carol 0. Sure, the battle is still early, there’s still time for me to do the other shot, but, especially now anyway, I’m not so sure I want to. I mean, did I get the shot I was supposed to get? Did I have to put up with holiday lights falling off my head, making a mess of my hair, instead of staying put, where I wanted to place them, for a reason? Is there some sort of “master plan” to which I am not privy? Or is it just a mistake?

Yeah, I think sometimes we get the images we’re supposed to get and we’re kind of fooling ourselves if we think otherwise. Take that you universe, you! I’m going to take a picture anyway! It’s a familiar battle cry, isn’t it?

Until next time…