I looked out the window before even putting my feet on the floor this morning and the sunlight was touching the tree tops. Then I noticed there was some fog, and ran out with my camera – after hastily getting dressed. The cat ran out with me.
On the boulevard, shining through the trees was the light of the sun, captured in this cloud of light fog, and shadows in the fog created by the trees, beams of beautiful light. We have had so many gray days of rain that this morning is like a celebration. Oh, how we have longed for this!
The whole world is embracing this morning light, so it seems. I just want to witness it and be in it, be graced by it, touched by it – and so, I am. I am in that light, capturing it with my lens. Suddenly the cat brushes up against my leg. He follows me down the block as I take photos, making it all a game.
My “Committee” (a.k.a. negative voices) thought of the professional photographers and compared my images to theirs. And I listened for a moment, thinking that what I create with my lens isn’t good enough. But I’m happy to announce that the Committee has been dismissed – again – because this is what I see, this is the world through my lens – no one else’s.
In my view finder I see the glorious light of the morning, hopeful, brilliant, warm, bringing a new day and new possibilities.
May your day be filled with light, love, peace, and grace….