It's funny what spending time with photographers can do to a person. I can't just look at stuff in passing anymore. Everything looks like an opportunity. I now see beauty in an old shed that has lively weeds growing around it. I'm noticing the sky in a different way. I see guard rails, snow, puddles, porches, fields.. it is endless what I am noticing. It is endless opportunity. I'm even seeing moments differently. It's almost like it has made my mind take time to process things with more appreciation and focus. I mentioned before what a deep thinker I am.. always thinking.. my mind races with ideas, questions, possibilities, loved ones, future, past, present.. everything. But now I've been slowing down and taking mental pictures.. always wondering if it is something Jess & TJ would think was appealing.
It has been an awakening for me to be able to hone in on my artistic side in my everyday life. I have always loved art, but just thought of it as a hobby.. something I did in high school.. something that was just for fun. Now I am applying it everyday.. whether it is just a thought or an actual project.. it's there. I love it. Being able to look at the world the way that I currently am is so exhilarating. I started thinking (big surprise) about how I can apply this even more thoroughly, and it came to me this weekend.
My brother, Seth, had to move on Saturday. He was moving out of a house. Anyone who has moved out of a house before knows that is when you realize exactly just how much stuff you have that you don't need. Do I really need a VCR in storage? Why do I still have pants from high school? I will probably never wear this American-flag-sleeveless-fringed jean jacket, that I got for a hillbilly party, ever again.... but it is pretty great.. there will probably be another hillbilly party.. yeah I'll keep it. I probably have video tapes somewhere that I will want to watch again.. I'll keep it. Maybe I can use those pants as motivation.. I'll keep them. And it allllllll adds up.. life adds up.
Anyway, that was a little off topic.. what I was getting at is... my brother asked me to help him move. I was able to look at it as an opportunity, and it made me happy. It was an opportunity to spend time with Seth talking and laughing. It was an opportunity to help someone I love. It was an opportunity to get the best workout of my life. Side note: Seth picked an apartment that is down a path.. which means you can't just pull a truck up close to the door.. there was a loooong walk from truck to door. Also, Seth loves fish and he has a giant fish tank.. a heavy fish tank. The two of us moved everything. Just the two of us (I am stronger than I look.. I pride myself on my ability to 'man-up') moved eeeeverything.. bed, couch, tv, end tables, book shelves... everything... when did Seth get so much grown up stuff??
The point is... you can find joy in a lot of things with the right mind set. I am sitting here.. so incredibly sore from moving.. but my heart feels happy. I was given an opportunity to help. There are a lot of things I can't do.. a lot of ways I can't help people that I wish I could.. so when I get the chance to do something for someone I love.. I count it as a blessing. But I will never help you move again, Seth.