Monday, January 2, 2012
The Beauty Of Grey
I looked out the window of my bedroom and caught a glimpse of the sun's rays peeking through the darkness of the earth below and the grey of the clouds above, fascinated, remembering, thinking "it's been a long time-too long- since I observed a sunrise." I felt a dull ache within, brought on by too many days of holiday busyness. What I needed was a departure, a few minutes of time with my camera and an openness to see- to observe life apart from my usual routine.
Quickly I threw on my clothes, pulled my hair back into a pony tail, grabbed my camera, and flew out the door. "Sunrises don't last long" I told myself, "get moving or you'll miss it."
In the car I looked at the sky as I drove towards the east, realizing the cloud cover was too thick and those rays of sunlight I longed to capture didn't exist that morning, not where I could see them. But my eyes began scanning the scenery I passed, looking for possibilities, even in the grey. What could I see in the dullness of that day? Instead of being disappointed I sensed excitement, knowing something awaited me if I looked closely enough.
A recently man-made pond not far from home caught my attention. In the greyness of the morning it glistened with reflections of bare branches and cattails and high grass. I pulled the car over. I walked around and snapped my pictures, proceeding to a nearby stream, continuing to capture images. For a few minutes nothing else mattered- exactly what I had hoped for.
Like most women I play a variety of roles, all of which I love. Mom of six great kids, lover of food magazines and baking, gardener, photographer, and in recent years, especially, writer. Writing is enabling me to find my truest self, and inspire others to do the same. I am also a deeply spiritual person who sees God through the lens of Christianity, though I am open to learning from many different faith backgrounds.