I’ve been off social media for quite awhile now. It’s soul care, plain and simple. The other thing that I’ve drifted from is photography. I can’t really explain why. Recently, I joined a photography seminar held on our campus. It sparked the love of photography again. I think what really struck me is the concept of communicating with integrity, dignity, and courage on social media, through photography.
Our first assignment is five self-portraits. Not just any self-portrait, a self-portrait that answers the question, Who am I? A self-portrait that can answer these questions: What do I like? What are my dreams? Who did God create me to be? What are the things that scare me? What is a challenge I am facing right now? What are my hobbies, passions, desires? These questions are so timely for me as I discover my brokenness, my codependency, my strength, my voice, my self.
Here are my five self-portraits:
I’m a writer
I’m a runner
I’m Megan, Megan Colleen, Megity Peg, Meg, Phlega, Megs, Meggers, Meggie, Nutmeg, Bagel, and Bun
Each month, I take part in a 10 on 10 blog roll. Photographers tell a story with ten photos taken all on one day posted on the tenth of the month. This month, I documented a lazy Saturday.
Rest and Be Thankful. ~William Wadsworth
If you’d like to see some amazing photos, click on through each photographer. In fact, my friend Maite’s day is right here.
A friend gifted me a book called The Quotidian Mysteries by Kathleen Norris. Immediately, I sensed the book had something for me. While in England, I decided to practice one afternoon as my mother-in-love asked me to cut back a beautiful Buddleia bush. I allowed my mind to wander. I engaged my senses. I explored the act of contemplation during a seemingly mundane chore. Here are my thoughts, photos and a few quotes from the book:
The Buddleia scent sweet, bees dancing busily, breeze blowing warmly on my skin, children giggling playfully in the next yard. –my journal
Dead cuttings beautiful in their repose. -my journal
“I admit that I generally lose sight of the fact that God is inviting me to play.” -Kathleen Norris
Laundry sunning itself on the line, sunflowers towering, cabbage whites flitting about, cleverly avoiding the lens. -my journal
“I have come to believe that the true mystics of the quotidian are not those who contemplate holiness in isolation, reaching godlike illumination in serene silence, but those who manage to find God in a life filled with noise, the demands of other people and relentless daily duties that can consume the self. – Kathleen Norris
In the end, the question my heart and soul asked: “Do I enjoy my Creator?” The answer is the true contemplative act, whatever task it is. So I will pose the question to you, dear reader. Do you enjoy your Creator?
The chief end of man is to glorify God and enjoy Him forever. -Westminster Shorter Catechism
Each month, I take part in a 10 on 10 blog roll. Photographers tell a story with ten photos on the tenth of the month. I planned on documenting our travels to England to post for my 10 on 10. However, we got caught in the Delta Debacle and arrived too late to post. Here is my travelogue and yes, I added a few more than ten since I missed my deadline:
Van Nuys Flyaway
On our way to the airport, we heard about Delta’s troubles. Little did we know what would await us.
What awaited us happened to be a nine-hour long line (queue) to fix our tickets. We were so far back in this line that we can’t even be seen!
The news channels were present documenting the debacle. Several couples were trying to go on honeymoon but were stranded.
Running for a flight
After waiting all day, we caught a flight to Dublin with Aer Lingus. It’s a great airline, by the way.
Coffee or Guinness? Our jet lag hit hard at Dublin airport.
Traveling done right.
This amused me because they squished together, looking so big and manly.
Our little hopper to Manchester. Cue motion sickness.
Beautiful Ireland, like patchwork.
We finally arrived at the Vicarage after traveling for thirty hours.
What I didn’t document was my freaking out at LAX because waiting is not my strong suit. Also, I was so tired by the time we got to Manchester airport, I plum forgot to snap any photos. In fact, I snapped the final photo the next day since we arrived in the evening.
We are so happy to be here, however. If inspiration is desired, take a look at the blog roll by checking out Staci’s post and scroll through.