This is Part 2 to my Boho Babes Project (Part 1 is here).
I talked about my inspiration for the shoot and my need to make it happen and now I would just like to explore that sentiment a little more. What appeals to me about the bohemian lifestyle is the freedom and lovingness that is so concurrent with living in the moment. I am not about to get on a “back in my day” spiel (because I personally believe that is a bunch of bullshit). I just know that I am sometimes guilty of not seeing what is right in front of me. There is unexpected beauty in everything – the baby on the bus, the trees in your neighbourhood, the cool tattoo on the guy sitting next to you, the smile of your coffee lady, the outfit on the kid walking down the street…
Have you ever seen the movie, About Time? It is one of my favourite movies – it has my dear Bill Nighy in it (he got bumped up to the new father of my unborn children after my poor Alan Rickman died – my husband is well aware of this).
I have a thing for time travel – I find it fascinating. The movie is about an ordinary, kind of geeky guy who, when discovering his power of time travel, uses it for love (there are obvious limitations – he can’t “kill Hitler or shag Helen of Troy”) but he can go back in time to meet the girl of his dreams and fall in love and lead an” extraordinary, ordinary life”. It is simply beautiful. The moral of the story (because there is always a moral) is that life moves ahead no matter what you do and you can either resist it or embrace the inevitability and live everyday the way you should.
“And in the end I think I’ve learned the final lesson from my travels in time; and I’ve even gone one step further than my father did: The truth is I now don’t travel back at all, not even for the day, I just try to live every day as if I’ve deliberately come back to this one day, to enjoy it, as if it was the full final day of my extraordinary, ordinary life.”
Note to self:
Stop being a zombie.
Start living with intention. Purposely choose your path and choose it with joy.
Stop and smell the thistles, for even they are worthy of admiration.