Capturing time can be cathartic, calming and evocative. We do this in memory and with the photograph. This is a human expression of experience; and a very artful one indeed. We capture experience, bound forever in time on the pages of a photo album. We can also carry these portraits in our memories. The sphere of frozen time is a remarkable journey through the moments of nature, man and the universe.
Nobody ever steps in the same river more than once. Its water is continuously flowing, always moving and changing. The same can be said about the sun. The sunrise and sunset paints a different picture every day for us to smile upon. Light and shadow are never the exact same. The clouds and all the shades of blue, grey purple and white are always floating in new forms, new hues and color. We are always changing, growing and in motion; a moving picture of experience.
We try to capture these pictures in the art of photography, painting and with memory. If you have the gift of vivid memory, these pictures–when recalled–can channel muse, inspire and draw forth feelings of yesterday.
Though we shouldn’t tramp in the past. It is a gift to keep these pictures of timeless moments. We should take them into the heart, and remember them always. We should remind ourselves that the spirit remembers these moments with vibrant color. For the spirit, these are continuous moments of a brilliant design.
I remember one particular sunrise over a foreign shoreline from many years ago. As the sun rose, it illuminated the barren landscape, reaped clean of its woodland. This was only due to the humans who lived there, taking from the land until there was barely nothing left. But the sun still shone brilliantly onto the land, shining brightly over the water, blindingly with golden ripples. I saw majesty, not ruin.
We all see things differently. No two men see them the same. As we look at the photograph of yesterday, we can see beauty or darkness. We can relive love and laughter, or recall a time of sorrow and regret. All is there to see and remember; and we all find what we search for.
When traveling this sphere, we must know that our memories do shape us, and they have the power to make us relive those moments. I believe this is good. We can learn lessons that we may have forgotten or missed. We can remember love and conjure back heartfelt emotions of joy and bliss.
Take care to keep your memories. In these, you may find pain, or you may once again know love. Remember to look at the photograph with a calm heart. In doing so, you can revisit your experience with complete awareness. You will see what you need to see to find its truth, just as we all do.