My Cup Runneth Over
My cup is filled. Mini Photo-Camp and spending time with Bird Wanna Whistle (aka Corinna) was just the self-care I was needing. Yes, we did set up a photo shoot or two, went on some photo walks, and had a great processing session using Lightroom, Photoshop, and Radlab. Yes, I did use all FOUR of the cameras I took with me. And yes, all of our conversations about photography and creativity were a vital part of the past few days. But as I reflect on the weekend, I’m struck by what keeps surfacing as the most important piece I’m carrying with me. The piece that matters most, the piece that made my cup runneth over, was being seen.
I’ve written before about being seen. About how deep down, being known and seen for who we truly are is what we all long for. And that’s what my time with Corinna did for me — it gave me the beautiful space to be myself, just as I am. The space we created provided room for me to be silly, to burst into song as we walked along snow-covered trails, and to let go of some self-conscious veneer. Our time together allowed me to share some of my big dreams…you know the ones we hold tightly that feel scary to say out loud or really admit to having. Being with a kindred spirit, a person who “gets me,” allowed me to express some fears I’m holding around my creativity, to be held in sharing those fears, and to take in the encouragement that while those fears might be part of my truth, I don’t need to let them be obstacles on my journey.
While in Colorado, I kept up with my daily practice of reading Mark Nepo’s, The Book of Awakening. Part of February 10th’s passage said this: “I am finding that being who I am — not hiding any of myself — is a necessary threshold that I must meet or my life will not evolve.” This quote seems to epitomize how I felt this past weekend as well as what I’m carrying forward. Being seen gave me the gift of seeing myself.
Thank you, Corinna, for seeing me.
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