I don’t have a bucket list. In the back of my mind I have a list of things I think I would like to do in this lifetime but I’ve had enough experiences to know that plenty of those things just simply will never happen, not because I don’t believe they can but because…well…life. I’m okay with that, most days. What I seem to struggle with most are the moments and experiences that I didn’t realize I wanted until it was too late. I was always busy rushing about life hyper-focused on what needs to be done and how others might feel or think about what wasn’t perfect. I seldom took the time to slow down and really pay attention to what I thought or felt or wanted.
That’s one of the things I love about photography. For a few moments I get to really stop and focus in on one thing and in that moment I get to pay attention to what I think and how I feel about it. How does what I’m seeing affect me? Does it affect me? I sincerely appreciate when my photos catch other people’s attention but it starts with just me and my point of view. I get to decide what I like, what I appreciate, what I keep and what I crop. When I’m in that zone I get to appreciate my own unique perspective and it has taught me that I have worth and that I am capable of having and sharing my own vision.
Of course life isn’t exactly the same. I can’t go back and crop back in the parts I thought I could live without. No, I have to accept what has passed though the lens of my life. I can however take a lesson from my photography and apply it to my life. I can learn to slow down and pay closer attention, not just to those I care about around me but also to myself. I can zoom in and focus on the parts that really matter to me. I can learn to value myself and the gifts and blessings I have been given. I can embrace the imperfections and see that by trying to edit or cover them up I lose the true beauty in the pictures of my life.