Notes from the Middle


It’s 6:33. In the morning, not the evening. And I'm sitting at my computer. I’m not usually up this early by choice, but it’s the first morning after camp and something is different. I’m different. That’s the wonderful thing about experiences like this. They change you. They make you jump out of bed by choice at an ungodly (to me) hour of the morning to write things down, because you don’t want to forget…
Most mornings, I hear the door of the boys’ room open and realize it’s still dark outside. My first thought of the day is “It’s time to get up already? Why couldn’t they sleep just a little longer so mommy could get a little more rest?” Then comes the part where they climb into the bed, get under the covers, all poky knees and sharp elbows. The bed immediately shrinks to the size of a postage stamp. They cuddle close, searching for my body heat because the trek from their bed to mine has left their feet cold (very, very cold) and my skin is oh, so warm. As they get comfortable, I feel the taking of me begin. The taking that happens when you’re a parent to young children and your needs don’t come first anymore. I guess this is what they meant when they said “parenting is the most self-less act in the world. Don't do it until you're ready to give all of you to your kids”.
But today. Today is different. I’ve been away from them for 3 mornings. I’ve been inspired by the amazing women at Camp and their practice of shooting through gratitude, shooting with intention and shooting what you love. I’ve been thinking about my passion for shooting life as it is right now, in this very moment. I’ve been thinking about story and how even that seems too big for me. Stories have a beginning, a middle and an end. But that is too long for me, too drawn out. Because sometimes, when I think about the whole story, it overwhelms me. It reminds me that the BEGINNING of the week started off frenzied, with too many things on my to do list. And I immediately just want to get to the END so that I can finally exhale. What I’m finally realizing (thank you camp sisters) is that I leave no room in my life for the MIDDLE. The right here, the right now. When I’m focused on the END and just want to get there, I miss everything in the MIDDLE. It's all a chore and I just want to get it over with so I can get to the END, to my prize. I know in my heart that the END never really comes. There's always a new BEGINNING, and a new END. But isn’t the MIDDLE where the good stuff happens? Where the joy is? What am I missing by ignoring the MIDDLE?
Making this connection, right now at 7:07 in the morning, is blowing my mind. My Mind = Blown.
This morning, when I heard the boys’ door open, a small smile crept onto my face. I heard their quick, heavy footsteps and felt warm. Warmer than my blankets could ever make me feel. When they cuddled into me, I reached out and pulled them even closer. I welcomed the feel of their skin against mine, regardless of how cold it was. I listened as their breathing became rhythmic. I breathed them in and wondered how I could capture this moment with my camera. How I could remember that this morning, instead of thinking about how tired I was from getting to bed late and how many things there were on my to do list, I thought only about the good in that single moment in time. And how blissful it felt. How grateful I felt for my life. For that moment. In the MIDDLE.
That is my passion. Capturing the stuff in the MIDDLE. The stuff that gets lost when you think about the BEGINNING and the END of the story.
That is what I learned at Camp and I don't want to forget.
What about you? Share a glimpse of what it looks like to be present and content in the middle?
Image and post Camp Shutter Sisters story courtesy of the awesome Wendy Tienken.
Reader Comments (47)
It's always about the middle for me - the moment itself. Whether it be abstract and blurred:
http://www.marciescudderphotography.com/home/2011/10/20/the-heart-leads.html
Or that one unexpected one captured of a child waiting:
http://www.marciescudderphotography.com/home/2011/10/19/dressed-up-and-waiting.html
http://www.flickr.com/photos/magnetisedbylife/6266082128/
http://www.birdwannawhistle.com/blog/2011/10/21/minds-eye.html
Last weekend I made this photo of my friend and his daughter, who is 12 and growing up quickly, and he told me he felt like I really captured one of their moments & he will cherish the pic forever. (It meant a lot to hear that!)
http://petinahopephotography.wordpress.com/2011/10/18/portrait-daddys-little-girl-evanston-photographer/
"the taking of me begins" gah! goosebumps to those words. that is exactly it isn't it.
XO!!!!!
or to capture some of my 'middle" today just for you.
love
kristin
http://www.flickr.com/photos/dontforgetthehorse/6251372495/in/photostream
My mantra: Think middle. Think middle. Think middle.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/50654891@N07/6263737269/
i try to be conscious of stopping and appreciating the moment, the middle, instead of looking ahead to the end. it truly is the middle that the memories are made, the joy is found. savor it.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/autumnsun/6266057111/
What a lovely, heart-felt post!
anyway, this is truly beautifully written. i love what you said. i am going to be more aware of the middle today... and celebrate it... maybe even take a picture of it.
this is my little family of three "in the middle" last weekend...
http://itsjusthowiseethings.blogspot.com/2011/10/because-some-of-you-asked-for-updates.html
p.s... i am SO jealous of all who got to go to camp shutter sisters!! i wish i could have been there. maybe next year!
One of my middles:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wendytienken/5810041535/
xo
Wendy
xxo, Kim
p.s. Chris...speechless? IMPOSSIBLE. 'smile'....
xoxo
http://www.flickr.com/photos/68774264@N03/6258642639/
Here is one of my moments when I was truly living in and appreciating the middle:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/carolyn_eicher/6004320318/in/set-72157627220350343/
xo
I think every giving mother knows these feelings, and most won't give voice to them for fear of judgement (their own or of others). Which is such a shame, because, clearly there's power and acceptance and a great deal of joy to be found once you admit to these feelings, and realize that it's not just you - it's universal.
I'm linking to one of my sps that explored similar sentiments. And before I rush off to share this post with a dear friend, who I think needs these words right. this. minute, I have to tell you how beautiful and soulful your sp is - the perfect accompaniment to these words.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/22487105@N06/5626287846/
thank you so much for sharing your insights, they have gifted me with an beautiful exhale...and inspiration. xo
you may have seen these already, but here are some of the lessons i learned at camp:
http://www.eyechai.com/blog/2011/10/21/the-sisterhood-a-homecoming.html
http://www.eyechai.com/blog/2011/10/24/you-are-beautiful.html
http://www.eyechai.com/blog/2011/10/25/its-real-people.html
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This is rely amazing and very wonderful.this is so perfect and amazing. Thank you for sharing it with all of us, especially as I'm trying to integrate the experience of camp and feeling in a state of suspended animation between There and Here.I want to remember this forever. The middle. To enjoy where I am as much as where I've been and where I'm going.eading this actually made me cry... in a good way. i so get this. i have a four-month old at home, and i find myself missing the newborn stage or looking forward to the stage where he can sit up on his own so that i don't have to constantly tend to him and he can entertain himself a bit more.thanks for sharing it.