A picture, they say, is worth a thousand words. For every picture there is a thousand different words.
This past weekend I spent time behind a camera capturing the world the way I see it. Ok, rephrase that, trying to get the camera to capture the world the way I see it.
I have always thought in terms of pictures when I look at the world. That may seem strange, but have you ever taken a mental picture? Saved a moment in time that you wanted to remember, or sometimes ones you would prefer to forget but are etched on your mind forever?
I try and see the world in picture because, to me, the world is just that a series of moments that are captured in mental snapshots. Some good, others bad, but all with a beauty and potency that gives me joy in being alive.
Being able to look at the world this way, took me a long time. I have thought that life was too hard, the happy moments too short and the pain too much. Why would I want to remember the pain? What’s the point?
The point is that life is beautiful. In all ways, at all times. Life is not all one thing or all another. Life is shadows and light. Life is a kaleidoscope of colors that run throughout everyday living and breathing human interactions. Life is all of the black, all of the white, all of the gray and all of the rainbow.
Think about photos you have seen. Can you see the flaws in the subject? Can you see the beauty even with those flaws?
Go through the next week and try and see your days as you might through the lens of a camera. Is there beauty in the mundane? Does it put a different twist on the life you thought you knew every angle of?
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