I recently was the photographer at a Lunar Full Moon Ball in Tuscon, Arizona, called Lunation. It was the most wonderful experience, which I had had a vision about in March. The concept of creating immersive, artistic, healing experiences.
One of the reasons I enjoy photography is that it opens portals of new facets of intimacy. I think the word intimacy has gotten confused with intimate partnership relationships. The desire for intimacy is the desire for connection with the source of love. It can show up in all sorts of ways. It is about giving and receiving love, in a generative way that creates more of it.
Intimacy, then, can be any sentient beings or aliveness witnessing itself.
One of the greatest gifts (and potentially greatest responsibilities) of being a human is the ability to witness. It is what we do with the interpretation of what we witness that marks our path in the experience of the soul. We can take any moment and extend it, learn from it, look at it from a different angle. That is intimacy of witnessing.
Like the glass in the sun reflecting the rainbows and movement of light that I was able to capture in a moment of magic and music, my heart burst in that moment of witnessing and I was able to capture just a moment of that feeling.
Sometimes I wonder why we even paint landscapes or capture things in photographs to try to hold onto the moments when we really could just be fully present and experience their fullness and be in awe and let our hearts explode in the amazingness of living.
And then I remember that the residual of a moment is still beautiful and can be woven into more moments, creating infinite variety of beauty, expression, witnessing and, ulitmately, love.