I headed out for a photo walk around my neighborhood today, wandering the cherry tree lined streets. There is something about the act of walking even only a few blocks in search of photos that always shifts things for me.
When I go on these walks I feel like I put on my rose colored glasses and become a treasure hunter of beauty. Today I find it in cherry blossoms that have fallen from the tree and their soft delicate petals.
No matter what else is going, when I make this space to wander, take pictures and look for beauty, it re-energizes me like nothing else does. It invites me to slow down, to engage with the light and the natural world around me. This practice of seeking beauty with my camera has been a lifeline from darkness to light.
When I first began exploring photography I was going through some drastic life changes. I knew the way I had been living wasn’t working for me anymore. I was living for everyone else and not for myself.
So I reverted into a cocoon for a while, craving even more time alone than my usual introvert self needed. I wanted to be alone and figure out who I was separate from all the outside perceptions.
I went in search. I didn’t know how to find what I needed or even that photography would lead me there. It was just something I could do in which there was peaceful yet creative time alone. I knew that was the first clue to finding my way back to myself and to happiness, simply because of the way it made me feel.
I went in search of beauty and when you go in search of beauty, you find it.
At times it seems like we aren’t supposed to tell our stories with rose colored glasses, muting out the rough in favor of the radiant, the flowery, the beautiful. Yet looking for the positive, for little bits of beauty, isn’t denying that life has rough patches: that there are broken branches or muddy puddles around those gorgeous pink blossoms. Rather, it is a way to focus on what is positive even if times are rough (especially when they are). That doesn’t mean denying the rough patches, but rather using photography as a tool to engage with the world around us in a way that lifts us up.
Even these years later, I’m doing the same thing I did when this creative journey began, seeking bits of beauty.
You could say that seeing the world through rose-colored glasses is what saved and transformed my life. Seeing the beauty around me helped me find my way back to happiness again and to discover the beauty within me by documenting the beauty around me.
Will you join me today in documenting some of the beauty around you? Let’s put on our rose-colored glasses and go treasure hunting for beauty. Be it a flower petal, a person you love, or the beauty you see in yourself today?
Image and words by guest blogger Vivienne McMaster.