Ideally, as a portrait photographer, I’d have constant access to 75 degree weather and spectacular blooming landscapes. But I’m a die hard Midwest girl who can’t be separated from her four distinct seasons, no matter how muggy or frigid. This being my permanent reality, I’m having to explore alternatives to “idealness” throughout these winter months.
I’ve had to learn ways to chase down the light, designing whole photo shoots around it regardless of the smallness of the space. Chasing down light indoors requires keeping my eyes peeled for unsightly distractions that could compromise the purity and simplicity of the composition. I must pay very close attention to the details.
And maybe it sounds cliche, but that analogy of chasing light is burning a hole in my thoughts this morning. We’ve officially reached February, the month where I begin to ache for warmth and must make concerted and determined efforts to keep from surrendering to the winter blues.
“You don’t think your way into a new kind of living. You live your way into a new kind of thinking.”
― Henri J.M. Nouwen
I’m seizing my light from both little and big things: prayer, prayerful music, exercise, making my bed, pursuing kindness and repenting of being less than kind too many times to count. Thank you for sharing this awfully amazing quote, Eric Simpson:
Kindness is a beautiful human attribute. When we say, “She is a kind person” or “He surely was kind to me,” we express a very warm feeling. In our competitive and often violent world, kindness is not the most frequent response. But when we encounter it we know that we are blessed. Is it possible to grow in kindness, to become a kind person? Yes, but it requires discipline. To be kind means to treat another person as your “kin,” your intimate relative. We say, “We are kin” or “He is next of kin.” To be kind is to reach out to someone as being of “kindred” spirit.
Here is the great challenge: All people, whatever their color, religion, or sex, belong to humankind and are called to be kind to one another, treating one another as brothers and sisters. There is hardly a day in our lives in which we are not called to this.
- Henri Nouwen
It’s Monday, it’s freezing, I have a laundry pile to fold that’s as tall as my youngest daughter. I will make one tiny choice after another to keep sipping on luminosity and nibbling on that which brings me joy.