When I go out walking with my camera, not knowing what I’ll encounter and what will make me suddenly stop still and just stand there gazing, I’m not consciously doing anything at all. I go out with an open mind and feeling as empty as I can, because it feels so good. It feels like untying myself and letting go. I wander about, trying to be nowhere other than where I am, feeling the breeze, sniffing the air, listening to small sounds close by and faint sounds further away, and all the time looking, looking, looking. And when I do stop, because something has made me, when finally after several minutes I take out my camera, taking a picture seems more like a kind of celebration. More like saying thank you for being here right now, for being everything that you are…..
I don’t think we celebrate enough. We don’t praise enough, and we should – we should show our appreciation spontaneously, generously, willingly, to others and to ourselves and not hold back or grudgingly offer a word of acknowledgment now and then. A small thing, but it makes such a difference.