“Who are you?” asks the graffiti artist.
What would be your answer?
Would it be the list of labels that describe your important relationships? Wife, mother, daughter, sister, grandmother, aunt, cousin, niece, friend? Would it be in terms of your education and career? Straight-A student, college graduate, systems analyst, graphic designer, retiree?
I have never been a person blessed with great self-awareness. At age 55, you would think I would have a ready answer to this simple query.
And yet – this question, scrawled in red paint on weathered wood, abandoned to weather and rust, pulled me up short.
Who am I?
I have been given a great gift – retirement at an early age. And with that gift, I now have the time to pursue my life, within certain financial restraints, in a way that makes me happy.
Am I making the most of that gift? Am I using this time to truly learn who I am, what makes me happy, what makes my heart sing?
Or am I filling my life with busy-ness which only distracts me from being here in the moment, discovering the true me? The me without labels, without agendas, the me in the here and now?
I do know that photography is critical in connecting to who I am and who I want to be. My guide on this journey to self-awareness.
Helping me ask the right questions. Teaching me to listen for the answers.
Searching for “me”; connecting to my heart.
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