Interesting how things change.
Have you ever played fast pitch softball? I enjoy playing softball, and decided to try fast pitch one time. One time.
When playing fast pitch the player uses the same equipment as with traditional softball. You are subject to, basically, the same rules and codes of conduct.
But it is another game. Life can be like that. Just when you think you know how to play, the game changes.
As I opened an email from my photographer friend, visual and recording artist, Cory Paul Hill, I began to consider how the game, and how I play it, has changed over the years.
I used to hate pictures of me. Perhaps one in a thousand would actually be acceptable in my eyes. From where I stood, looking in at myself looking out, what I saw did not represent me.
It was like another person was reluctantly captured in the image; held hostage by the lens. My eyes said it all.
It has been said that what you put out comes back to you. It is the Law of Karma. We all struggle to overcome and embrace our personal karma.
It is what it is. Resistance is indeed, futile. Life happens regardless of our protestations, does it not?
Acceptance, what a sweetly refreshing word! Life giving, like water.
When I began to accept who I am, with all my flaws, something changed. I am glad for it. It is the proper use for change, I think. Evolution.
The one doing the seeing is changing. And what she sees reflected back has changed because of it. Evitcepsrep – perspective . . .
Cory’s camera is a mirror. Gentle hands and clear eyes capture the images.
Photographers take many shots before they find the one that satisfies them. You won’t see every shot – I have to shake my head at my grimaces in some. But one thing is for certain . . . they may not all be lovely, but they are all loving.
From both sides of the lens.
And that . . . makes me smile.