Transcendent Eye . . .
My camera is a tool for meditation, focusing my mind behind the views my eyes find. Taking time out from the multi-tasked, multi-voiced cacophony of the daily demand, I return to my lens guide. I scan for small things taken much for granted which shouldn’t be, things often unseen, seemingly inconsequential, but are masterpieces simply lost amidst the inane. Holding a quiet, steady frame behind the widest aperture, I trace macro sight around a small bloom’s newly disclosed detail, in awe of it’s intricacy and tiny structures. My close focus rests en pointe. My fingers move around degrees of sharpness until the protagonist petalled part is illuminated against a blur of background. I take the shot, then seek again. The absorption in this cycle is mindfulness in action; breathing slows, mind coalesces around it, and contentment seeps through the bones of me.