When you arrive at the garden just as it starts to rain but something draws you in.
Your feet lead you right to that flowering Camellia and you pick up a fallen blossom and take a photo. Knowing that you took nearly the same photo last year on an April Day, towards that same path, with rain falling in the background of that photo too.
And you take it all the same because these photos are like pinpoints in the visual map of your life. The kind that loops and cycles and brings you to the same points again to reflect on what has changed.
While you’re standing in the same place. In the same conditions, with a flower in your hand.
You are not the same and at the same time you are. You have answers you didn’t have then. Puzzle pieces now found and many left to find.
You think of how different (and also the same) things could be next year.
And you look forward to this future date with yourself. In the pouring rain, camera in one hand, camellia in the other.
I’ll meet you there.
Sometimes the photos are the catalysts for the words to spill out too…if a photo you take today feels like it has more to say and you let the words spill out too…tag me in it or use the #beyourownbeloved hashtag and I’ll be on the lookout for it. I’d love to hear what #thewordsunderneaththephoto are for you today too.