My heart this mornin’ is thinking about my moms southern cooking and waking up way too early with my sister to run downstairs towards the tree. We’d always have biscuits and gravy, salty ham, and watch a Christmas Story it’s those little memories, right? That’s gotta be one of the best parts about starting a family is making your own traditions.
My Christmas this year is a bit different than most years but it feels right. I’m out in the wilderness exploring some country I love deeply. So here’s to another year of counting stars 2017 wasn’t always easy but I wouldn’t change a thing
For years I’ve come to places like this to create images, to tell the story about how we love to be in the wilderness. But a few days ago I realized I wanted to be here to meditate. To walk in this field and see the mountains for themselves, not for what beauty I could extract out of them.
Taking 10 minutes out of my day to mediate has been a part of changing my life trajectory 2 degrees. A small amount right? But that little shift will land me somewhere so different when time is compounded. I find comfort in knowing it’s not about the huge drastic changes, it’s not about flipping everything on its head and doing something totally new, most of the time we just need those little 2 degrees shift in direction.
Mediating is becoming a way to put out the fires in my mind before they even start. To reframe how it see it all. To continue daily on my 2 degree shift.
What I ask myself now is how many photographs does the world need of my lovely dog? So today let’s try to not see her as a dog in a field, but instead see a photograph I created of my feeling of being. Of being in a place where the light and air fills your body from the tips of your toes and overflowing out the top of your head. Just a little reframing