Every Snapshot has a Story

seemingly quiet…

En route to a popular coastal destination…

I could not help but stop driving to take a snapshot of this idyllic landscape…or so it seems.

I thought I was lucky to have captured this moment only to realise that I am now one of many drivers who has broken the tranquility of this scene.

What I See


I sit and eat and
through the glass wall
I watch and see
all creatures, you and me.

Cheerful ones sprint
jump and run
Mothers and infants
twinned by prams

slow and fast-paced,
some swift and rushed
all creatures today
move and on their way

each with a purpose
come what may
faces, steps and gaits
intend to where they’ll be.

All creatures, you and me
I watch and see.
through the glass wall
I sit and eat.

Inspired by observing people one fine day.


The Path…

poem by dehl. inspired by the hesitation to follow a dream.

We all have the desire to achieve. In order to fufill that, we ought to do something. Sitting and waiting will definitely not help. Act now or never. Have the courage to make the first move and take that all-important first step onto a path you know will lead to your goal.

GO…

But do not rush. Rather, take one step at a time. Achieving a goal requires patience as the path leading to it will undoubtedly present itself with obstacles. Pessimistic? Maybe, but you and I have lived long enough to realize that there has never been a straight and an easy way to getting what we want.

KEEP WALKING, though difficult. Acknowledge that the journey is not perfect…

Life itself is neither simple nor straightforward. We often contend with personal and worldly hurdles to be able to enjoy a smooth-sailing existence. Our pursuit of that which we want to achieve becomes easier if we accept that there are inevitable hindrances along the way.

TAKE A BREAK…Rest.

We have to work hard towards what we aim to accomplish. It can be done instantaneously or longer than planned. Some of our strategies can be successful or not. All of these can result to physical and mental exhaustion. Know when to stop and renew that depleted energy.

DON’T GIVE UP.

Keep on going. Never lose hope. The end result we want becomes less elusive as we trudge along. The path we decided to follow will eventually lead to that which we so desire.

REFLECT…

Each stride we make onto this path to deal with the obstacles come with valuable lessons. Remember them. They will come in handy for chasing other goals and dreams.

Now, set a goal. Choose a path. Read the above all over again.

Waves Are Like…

(inspired by a quiet early morning stroll along the beach)

Waves come and go, like the people we encounter now and then.

They either come, stay and become significant parts of our lives. Or they come but go, thus leaving us with fleeting and/or lasting memories.

Waves are temperamental and at times, unsettling. Such are our daily struggles and troubles which may come smoothly or savagely. Either way and whether we are ready or not, we’ve got to deal with them. Or shall I say, ‘surf’ through them.

We often want problems to come slowly and mildly, giving us enough time to organize our thoughts and maybe even get creative on how to confront them. But just us the strong waves rush to shore, so too some of life’s negativities. They get slammed right infront of us.

Keep in mind though, that just as the waves come and go, so too are the challenges in our existence. As long as the planet exists, these waves will undoubtedly find their way back to you and me.

Suffice to say that as long as we breathe, there will be challenges to meet and greet:)

Waves can be seen as ordinary or otherwise.

Take a walk along the beach at sunrise. Put away your mobile phone. Be free to feel the fresh and cool morning breeze. Listen to the sound of the gentle splashing of the waves as they reach the land.

Beautiful. Peaceful. Soothing.

Quite out of the ordinary.

Unfortunately, just as the waves have the ability to bounce back and forth, life lost hasn’t and cannot. We all know it ends with one final gasp of air. The last breath.

This is a harsh reminder that we’ve only got one chance to live. One.

No matter how mundane it is, we have to make everyday of our existence worthwhile.

Now, take a break from the hectic hustle and bustle of your life and go to the beach…

(all photos are my shots😊)

A Photography Journey: I Got Blocked!

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I have recently joined an online photography community but got blocked without warning after posting just a few photos of my own. It was such a disappointment. I choose carefully which groups I want to join that is why I found it harsh that I was dropped instantaneously. Just like that. What have I done wrong? I had to find out.

Oh, of course! I defied its guidelines! Fair enough.

In my excitement, I got carried away and skipped reading through the posting rules and regulations.

Rules are rules. I get it. But, maybe a reminder first before blocking?  Other administrators do that. They give a gentle reminder to those who have failed to comply and the member/photographer simply edited his post. It’s different for repeat offenders, of course. By all means, block ‘em!

It has been weeks since, but as of this writing, I am still blocked by the said online community. So, even if I want to, there’s no way for that mistake to be rectified. Shame…

I must admit though that being blocked taught me these lessons:  what  ‘street photography” is all about and to absolutely read and obey the community guidelines.

Have you ever been blocked? Just like that? Thoughts?

Here’s more of  my photography journey: Finding My Place

 

 

My Blog is Two Years Old!

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I barely even noticed its first anniversary. Yet, it’s still up and running on its second year. That notification above is quite right,too. It is an achievement especially for someone like me who was unable to blog that much in a span of two years.

Good blogging? I am not sure about that. Apart from the stats confirming some long periods of inactivity, I must admit that I have quite ignored my site. Why? The concocted answers are in The Kind of Writer I Am, I would like to think that I penned it to know more about myself and not because I was making alibis. Whichever, it helped me to realize how my writing habits affected my blogging activity.

‘Opinions Matter’ has become a blog about anything. Because there is no limit to what I can write about. A lot of ideas could stem from the daily routine at home and at work, from a chinwag with a neighbour or from a meeting with a friend over a cup of coffee. I was able to incorporate my travel experiences, (Summer in and Around LLandudno), and yes, there are more to come!

The movies and TV programmes we watch and anything we read are also lucrative sources of blogging information. Not to mention those meaningful encounters with strangers (One Day, Two Stories).  It is fascinating when these circumstances inspire topics that become alive in anyone’s blog.  They can motivate, uplift and help raise awareness (Depression and Anxiety).

At one point, melancholy has not spared my blog and it was poignant in a poem,  In My Arms.

The point is, and I say it again, the world we live in has so much to offer to the blogging world.

Two years ago, I knew very little about blogging. I started it to feed my passion for writing. Today, it still does.

Two years ago, I created Opinions Matter because I know I have something to share about life itself. I have never been and still is not driven by stats but every notification of likes, comments and follows I get brings forth a genuine gratefulness from my heart.

Well, you’re welcome WordPress and thank you for letting me fly with you. Though it’s a turbulent ride for me, I intend to fasten my seatbelt and enjoy the journey!

Depression and Anxiety: The Gamer’s Story

When depression or anxiety affects a work colleague, a friend, a friend’s family member or someone dear to your heart, it becomes surreal. Somehow, one begins to truly understand the kind of battle these individuals have to fight everyday.

May I share some stories of people I personally know who experienced these feelings or condition. Each story is individualized and as such, each person coped differently. I write these to help raise awareness. That’s all.

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Photo by Soumil Kumar on Pexels.com

The Gamer’s Story:

“Did you know that I may have had depression?  A few years ago, I left home due to a family misunderstanding. It was then that I started to be overwhelmed with feelings of being useless and that I was a ‘good-for-nothing’ human being. There were times when I found it difficult to get out of bed and do just about anything. Everyone thought I was just being lazy. I was hesitant to talk about what I was going through. I assumed that it would be dismissed as “just one of those days.”

It became worse when I was often left on my own in the house.

It hit me.  I was all alone. Loneliness got real.

Thoughts on ending my life? They did cross my mind. But I could not bring myself to hurt my loved ones. Not that way. I could not let them suffer picking up the pieces and live with unresolved guilt forever.

I had to force myself instead to try to live a normal life amongst those around me. Life became a routinary blur of work to house and vice versa. During this time, I immersed myself into online gaming.  Looking back, it has, in a way, diverted my mind off miserable thoughts. It still does. Suddenly, I was not alone anymore. I was talking to people. Online. But, I was communicating. More importantly, there was something to look forward to the next day…and the next.

Today, am I better? Maybe. My online gaming turned into a live streaming channel and has built a considerable number of followers. Some gamers became my friends. I was able to travel and meet them in person. To this day, we have kept in touch constantly.

I am back home. I still have those days when I get glued to my bed, but I would like to believe that I am now better equipped to deal with that. I have opened up to my family in the hope that they will have a better understanding when I fall into the dark again.”

The other stories soon to follow. The Onlookers’ Stories