Just this bowl of lemons
On a recent trip to Australia, my mind went into over-thinking mode, asking question that circled around:
What are my ambitions?
In truth, I was trying to point to a fire in my belly that would become the story arc of some successful proud-worthy end-goal.
After a conversation with a wise elder, I came to this:
Sometimes ambition lies in the desire to take a photograph of a beautiful bowl of Meyer Lemons –
–and after saying the word “ambition” out loud a few times, it started to sound like a crow squack in the middle of a beautiful song.
What if a sublime portrait of a pile of lemons up against a blue wall is enough?