Promise
The Response: My Little World — Cheryl
Jessica wrote about resolutions and promises, and it seems fitting that I address the themes. I’m not one to make resolutions, because I know myself too well. No matter how committed I convince myself I am, a resolution will not last more than a week, maybe two. I don’t make promises to myself (and seldom make them to anyone else), but at the beginning of a new year, I tend to formulate nebulous notions about how I might improve my life. One such notion, here at the start of 2015, is to strive for peace of heart by trying to be more present in everything I do, whether it’s creating images with my camera, writing, praying, or spending time with my family.
That’s a lovely intention. It takes wisdom to recognize that need to be in the present — that our real joy is now, not in the future and not in the past. But it is difficult to do, isn’t it? My mind is sometimes completely given over to what I need to do, what I want to do — anything but what is right under my nose. I think that is why I’ve been so obsessively drawn to photography. Looking through the viewfinder, I can see what is right there, only in a slightly removed way. One of my promises is to work on that remoteness. You now what might be a good word for C&R? Remote…. ; )