We mostly operate on auto pilot. While driving the car we go off into day dreams and don’t even know where we are sometimes. How is it we can’t remember what we were doing this time last year, or even last week?
Auto pilot is our normality. We are always more aware on special days; when babies are born, when we have that job interview, the day a beloved pet came into our lives. But this also happens when we are deeply challenged and our lives are turned upside down. Suddenly time is a different animal. Days drag or spin out of control. Emotions soar and plummet.
But something else happens too. In the realisation of how fragile everything is, our eyes open wider, our senses sharpen, we become more aware. And in that place, strange and vulnerable as it is, we can feel more alive and attentive. Photography while in this mindset, where we are open, vulnerable and aware, becomes a mindful practice, a rich way to capture this heightened sense of beauty and connection. Something magical happens between the lens in our eye and the lens in our camera. Moments are captured forever in one click of a shutter. It is addictive, but surely in a good way!
In Spring, 24 hours can change everything; the light, the blooming, the greening. This week it was more of a blueing as the wild bluebells suddenly flowered in the unusually warm weather. Nothing short of ecstatic exuberance here!!! The magic of the eye, the lens and the light took over.
Everything cultivated and pruned in Mount Congreve was duly ignored in favour of the wild and the blue.