The house was quiet upon arrival, a fact that I should have tuned into more, but my vision was tunnel driven. There were signs I should have caught in the moment and in previous weeks, however like any given day, I was just excited to get home and see my best friend. When I'd left that morning, things were uncertain. Fears and insecurities were abounding although I can say I never expected the scene I came home to. Not in the least.
A few weeks earlier, I'd read an article that happened across my social media timelines. The subject matter involved "ghosting" and I read it, intrigued by the topic, but terrified by the result. Deep down, I knew this was about to happen to me. If you don't know me, you won't know this, and even if you do know me, you still likely won't know this, but I've been given an eery gift that happens more and more frequently in recent years. I've got a sixth sense if you will and I see certain things before they happen. I've mentioned this project was inspired by that and sure enough, it came true. I don't know exactly why God has given me these visions other than to prepare me for events coming my way.
There isn't much that can prepare you for a room full of ghosts though. People do what they have to do. We protect ourselves as much as we can. I point no fingers other than at myself. I'll admit, I've just wanted to yell at God in my quiet time a lot lately. Trying to process something that there isn't an answer to is about as difficult for the human mind to comprehend as trigonometry. But like anything, I've had to learn that there is a way, it might be dark, but the place that I'm going is light. I wrestle with control. As an artist, I am so used to seeing my vision through, but life is so much different than that. In conversation with a friend today, he told me "It's ok to yell at God. Because it shows that you trust Him enough to come to Him, no matter your state of being, and bring Him EVERYTHING, including your anger." So as much as I want to be upset and even get up on top of a mountain and scream at Him, I may do just that. But in those moments, I have to give up these ghosts and trust the ultimate plan that I'm only the vessel for.
#UntilWeMeetAgainProject Day 22. Jaime. Shot on my Nikon D800 w/ Sigma Art 50mm f/1.4. Settings were ISO 1250, f/2.4 and 1/180th of a second shutter speed. I chose the Red Lion Hotel in Yakima for this shot, because as the theme of ghosts has always reminded me of hotels. The best ghost movie ever, "The Shining" was shot in a hotel and from that point on, I always think of hauntings as being in hotel hallways.