In 2009 at Mepkin Abbey, I chased a butterfly--but not with a net, with a camera. I wanted the perfect picture:
Is the picture above the perfect picture or the one below?
What we forget when we see perfect pictures: all the imperfect pictures that we also took:
My pastor does amazing work with a camera. He says that for every perfect picture, he takes dozens if not hundreds of shots that aren't quite what he was going for.
As I look at the shots that I missed, I'm struck by the beauty of the plants that are part of the labyrinth where I chased the butterfly:
What other beauties might we miss when we focus on the more elusive joys?
How can we remain mindful?
feeling the feelings…
1 year ago