Self-Portrait Wednesday: The Center of The Universe
I invested my day yesterday in a photo excursion.
Started to say I "spent" yesterday in a photo excursion,
but the word spent implies depletion rather than enhancement.
I was definitely enriched by the choice,
in a number of ways both expected and unexpected
so I decided that I had actually invested my time photographing.
You'll be seeing some of the photos from that shoot
from time to time but I'm only posting one here today.
This image counts as my self-portrait this week.
No, I'm not going to muse about distortions
(although I think I look as round as a rubber ball).
What struck me when I looked at this image is the thought,
"I look like I'm at the center of the universe."
Well, a small universe perhaps
or even just a tiny little solar system,
but at the center indeed.
What an odd place to be.
All my adult life,
I made my (former) husband and my children
the center of my universe,
fitting my passions and work around them.
But they all went off and found new lives and left me alone,
with an absence of heavenly bodies around which to orbit.
So I have to accept the responsibility
of being the Sun in my little universe
and shining my own light
instead of being someone else's moon
and reflecting back his light.