Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

[Max Ehrmann, Desiderata. 1927.]

 
 
Nevada, Utah & California, USA. 2015.

 


I’m not that good at being a tourist because I’m always looking at the way the light shines in your hair
or the way your dress opens to the wind
& my favorite places in the world are places filled with you.
[Brian Andreas]

 
 
Corfu, Greece. 2014.

 

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A writer’s heart, a poet’s heart, an artist’s heart, a musician’s heart is always breaking. It is through that broken window that we see the world.
[Alice Walker]

 
 
Corfu, Greece. 2014.

 
I had the realization that my favorite pictures were made in a moment when my heart broke.

It might have been how the light touched the earth so gently, or how the sky was soaring like a magnificent blue cathedral and I felt something spiritual and otherworldly. It might have been how the sea awakens a nostalgia I can’t understand. How a certain moment felt so epic, or so tender, or a person so good at heart. How I saw my husband through my lens and when he looked back at me, something fell apart inside because I love him so much that it hurts. Sometimes it was how endearing it felt for me to see people being content with a simple life, making a home together, being proud of the work they do. Or little children, enjoying life with an innocent abandon. Or someone making something with so much care and love. And it might have been just feeling overwhelmed because the world is so heartbreakingly beautiful that sometimes it swells up in my heart and moves me to tears.

Maybe that is, after all, what causes certain photographs to resonate with us; we are able to see what it was the photographer saw in that moment, and feel what they felt.