I didn’t know it at the the time but this was going to be my final photo trip to Sydney for some time. It’s going to be a while until I head back to the harbour and let the greatness of the place take me away. If I’d known at the time I would be heading to China for a job just a few weeks later I may have found a place to rest my head and headed back to the harbour the next morning.
But since I didn’t know, I parked the car on the southern edge of Sydney and caught the train into the city. I was listening to a new album...if we can still call them that in these digital days. As I sat on the train for the 30minute ride I started to wonder if the artist (a Jersey boy called Brian Fallon) had been following me around. The lyrics of every song felt like they had been written about me. Some of them were pretty close to the bone. The ones about lost loves, loneliness and the fear that an unknown future can bring us were but a few of the themes that grabbed hold of me just a little too tight. The one about a lonely old man pretty much crushed me as that’s my greatest fear. By the time I got to the harbour I was a little rung out. A few of the lines were going around and around in my head well after the song had finished. I had to kill the music.
A sense of melancholy had gotten hold and I don’t want that. Ruminating about a past you can’t change and a future you can’t truly foresee not only melts the mind; it drains us & makes us physically more fatigued and more stressed. It’s a mode of being that can lower our immune system and cause us to get sick and injured way than when we give our brain a break and let go of what we can’t control. Ruminating ain’t good for us basically.
The harbour, of course, put me in the present. I killed the music and let beauty take the reigns. I cruised along the northern shore of what is officially known as Port Jackson and just enjoyed the images in front of me and the images I was trying to create. It reminded me that we can’t control everything but we can control a lot.
I’ve listened to the songs many times over since. The lyrics are still strong and can pack a mighty punch. But I’m not letting them take me over like they did on the train. And if I mess up and let them, I’ll just go somewhere beautiful with a camera.