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Writing + Photography

Memoirs and musings of Darius Bashar. Toronto portrait photographer and writer, in pursuit of all things real, raw and intimate. 

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Chasing Summer

Summer is not gone; summer was never here.

You see, summer is just a belief. And like all other beliefs before it, summer is at best a made-up concept.

All beliefs are made-up and therefore all beliefs are bullshit. But all beliefs are also true, if you put enough energy into them.

So I choose to believe summer will continue in my heart for as long as I can remember…

  • the warmth of my beloveds morning kisses

  • the sounds of the farmers market

  • the rejoicing and tears from the pews, as we celebrated their forever love

  • the smells of the pine trees at the cottage

  • the floating in the trees as we watched the sunset

I know I can’t hold onto summer forever, but I also know that today will not be the day I let her go.

The Shadow

Sometimes I run toward the light. But sometimes I wonder if I’m running so hard because I am afraid of being caught by the shadow.

The shadow that consumes all of my light. All of my dreams. All of my joy.

The shadow that makes me feel small and unworthy.

The shadow that steals the words from my tongue.

The shadow that keeps me couch-locked, binging Netflix.

She is close today, but I am going to keep running.

As fast and as long as my heart can take me.