The air was crisp, even slightly cold. It was winter after all. It had felt like winter for years, because a part of me had been stuck in permafrost for three years. This was the day it began to thaw.
A friend said she might go to the U2 concert in San Diego and buy a scalped tickets. So I drove down to La Jolla in order to be close if it really happened. The call never came. Instead, I walked around the streets of this amazing little town, and rediscovered a part of me that I forgot about. Wandering. And feeling the joy of just wandering. I felt alive. At last, the dawn began to show on the horizon.
For three years I was stuck in a cycle of anxiety. It is hard to describe unless you have experienced these overwhelming feelings. But all you can do is think about yourself…mostly thinking, “I feel awful. I wish I didn’t feel this way. I have no idea why I feel this way. And I have no idea how to get out.” You get stuck in your head. It was no short slog through lots of counseling and praying and heart searching to climb out of that valley.
But on this day, I started looking up from the ground and noticed beauty. On this day I broke out my tripod and intentionally looked for beauty. I had forgotten to even look. Imagine, not even lifting your head to look for something, anything that brings a smile to your soul.
When I think back to the photos I took on that day, not much stands out. Maybe it was being rusty, maybe the subject matter wasn’t all that interesting. Even this photo, because the horizon wasn’t flat, seemed sort of “meh!” But I held on to it, there was something alive in it to me. I scanned the print in, leveled the horizon, brought out the blue a little more, and voila! there is something alive to it. It looks like the dawn. I see the stars, the hopeful blue, the gnarled cypress having withstood wind and rain. This tree stood strong through night and day…a sentinel.
I love the origin of the word sentinel. One possible origin is from the Latin word or
I wrote this in 2015 and it still holds true. But I found the negatives of this evening and scanned in several of the images. There is something redemptive about being able to look back and evaluate the moments of our lives. As I scanned in I noticed more beauty than I remembered. I wanted to share a few of the images that bring a renewed joy.