Ruminator

Photo by: Tim Bindner I just returned from Dr. Erin’s office today and as usual I feel better than when I went in. We discussed various things going on with me, but one topic I really was interested to get her perspective on. Anyone who has followed my posts, or knows me in the slightest, knows I love music. I attach things to music. Experiences, feelings, emotions, and thoughts. If I hear a song that I have attached to one of these topics, I could with almost 100% accuracy tell you where I was, how I was feeling, or what I thought that caused my brain to attach that song to that experience. As I sat home today watching the rain fall outside, I popped on some music. One of my favorite bands played. I was in a bit of a somber mood, and in that case, I began listening to the lyrics. I once read or heard that “ when you are happy you listen to the music, but when you are sad you listen to the lyrics .” I would not say I was sad, but more introspective today, and thus I was listening to th...

Photo by: Tim Bindner In today’s post, I want to discuss something that has been on my mind for quite a while. I don’t have any solutions, but often just voicing my thoughts helps me be a little more at ease. Conformity is something we all must do. It is put on us by work, society, the government, family, loved ones and even friends. Sometimes it is easy to recognize, other times it is so hidden or repeated we don’t even realize it. Marcie and I were driving home yesterday through New Albany, Indiana, and we saw a motorcycle in front of us. First, let me say I was not being judgmental of this guy, but I pointed out some things that were obvious, or maybe not so much to my wife. This guy was in his 30’s I’d say. He was riding a Harley, wearing faded blue jeans and old cowboy boots (black, of course), and had a t-shirt on with his motorcycle club name and a logo with some sort of assault rifle on it. He had a black baseball cap on backwards with a flat bill on it. He also adjusted his t-...

Photo by: Tim Bindner I recently was contacted by an old friend who saw one of my pictures on Instagram and inquired about purchasing it. I was initially in shock, then humbled, and finally grateful. So, I reached out to him. We spoke Sunday for close to an hour. This person used to be my leader at Humana, then we became friends. Our conversation began with catching up, then he inquired about my photography, why I shoot, and the feelings and emotions it evokes within me. He moved to California a few years ago, so I have not seen him since, but I was happy to catch back up. He asked about my photography. Said statements like “ you have really grown ” and “ your work is beautiful and inspiring” . The one that really got me was when he said, “ when I look at many of your pictures I automatically think of great lines from certain famous poets. ” WOW. Really? WOW. I told him that was the ultimate compliment and never in 100 years would I think my work would ever conjure up thoughts or refer...

Photo by: Tim Bindner Over the past few months, my family and I have been tested and experienced some challenges in our lives. Recent news has us all looking forward and looking up. Previous posts explain what we have been through. Today I want to focus on what is happening now. During my recent illness, Humana announced they were closing their commercial group line of business. They gave us a rough timeline of 18-24 months and both Marcie and I would lose our jobs at some point. When was the question? Withing days of the announcement, we heard people were already given notice of their jobs being eliminated. It has been steady since the announcement. Because this would affect 100% of our income, we began looking for positions both within Humana and outside. Both of us applied to various positions and were rejected immediately on some, given screening on others, then rejected and finally March 30 th I had an interview. The role was in theory the same as I am doing now, but a promotion ...