Yesterday morning, I dragged myself out of bed, weary and aching from a restless night of sleep, and drove over to Portland Headlight at Fort Williams to watch the sunrise.
If you know me or have seen my photography, my work tends to capture the extraordinary beauty of the mundane world -- usually that which most people pass by without noticing.
I was struck by the exquisite gracefulness of light filtering through the decaying leaves. The Fall season always seems to stir up a sense of grief and loss...in letting go of memories of warm sunny days walking along the beach; anticipating the cold gray days that loom in the distance, the loss of my health, the loss of my job and the loss of a relationship. Death and dying, grief and loss, letting go...these themes were evident in nature -- all around me, mirroring the feelings within.
Everything looked so beautiful in the light...there was a deep sense of gratitude for it all...life, death and the letting go of one form and the emergence into another. The letting go and passing away of all my hopes, dreams and loves...a final celebration and release back into the earth to be born anew in the Spring...