The paragraph below is something I shared along with a photo for extra credit in a class. You've seen the photo on this blog before, so rather than post it again I thought it would be great just to focus on the message. Happy Monday, lovlies.
On most weekends, my husband and I take our two dogs to a regional park in the area. Photography being one of my hobbies, I sometimes lug my bulky camera with us. In addition to handling a 50-pound 8-month-old puppy, carrying the camera seems laborious, awkward, unnecessary. But when I am struck with inspiration by the images I capture, a few extra pounds around my neck seems a small price to pay for beauty. These images are a comfort not only when I am standing in its midst, eyes lifted with awe and reverence, but also when I am back at home, work, school —places we all find ourselves everyday, where we sometimes get caught up in the complex web that is our own life. When we forget that we are part of a bigger, greater universe, the daily pressures can seem overbearing, as if the world would implode the second we can't manage to keep it all together. It's times like these in which these images have their greatest impact; what a comfort to know that life in its most beautiful and purest form exists independently of all our struggles, that it exists outside and despite of our failures and successes. It is with this knowledge that we can return to our busy, complex lives and not forget to live.
Love and (a book) light,