In making these personal photos, I am coming to accept that our task is simply to let go and receive each moment with an open heart. This surrender does not, as I feared, cause me to lose myself, but instead to become part of the greatness itself.
Other than the occasional times we roll into our driveway in the evening, when I give my house a cursory glance, I seldom go outside in the evening and look up at the sky, gaze at the stars, or study my home. These are things I take for granted. Just after midnight on the eve of the change to daylight savings time, I danced with the darkness surrounding my home. I looked up at the golden light from our bedroom window, knowing my husband was propped up on pillows in our comfy bed, reading his latest novel. The gentle breeze enveloped me as I listened to the night sounds, allowing myself to be vulnerable . . . ready to take the next step.