For the past four (well five once this post goes live) Saturday’s I have been posting an image to Instagram every hour or two. The point isn’t to inundate my audience- to be honest, I am not really doing it for any “audience” I am doing it for me. I am doing it as a practice of finding joy in my day at home, away from my desk job, usually spent with my family – sometimes spent with clients or friends.
I wanted to see what happened when I slowed down my day and truly noticed what was happening. Taking photos to savor the sweetness of my “home day”. When I started I didn’t really have a plan, but I know I wanted to leave a bread crumb trail of images from my day. I have no idea how many more weekends I will do this project, but what I do know is I have savored my weekend hours more because I was aware. I saw the chapters of my day unfold in a more beautiful way- instead of rushing from one Saturday commitment to the next, the photographs have helped the transitions roll off the second hand’s tongue like poetry. Looking back at these past three weeks I see common themes: early rising despite the need to go nowhere, soggy soccer games, chores, meeting with friends, down time and mini-adventures. What I also see is in each of these days is connection with my family and with my community. This is connection that I have been looking for and craving- that which I recently realized I was glancing over and missing out on. I am so glad my camera can be a witching stick for exactly what I need. I just have to pay attention.
“Connection is why we’re here; it is what gives purpose and meaning to our lives. The power that connection holds in our lives was confirmed when the main concern about connection emerged as the fear of disconnection; the fear that something we have done or failed to do, something about who we are or where we come from, has made us unlovable and unworthy of connection.”
― Brené Brown,
Keep chasing that light, Vanessa