I didn’t take a photo of a little girl’s determined face as she insisted on music, no this song, right now.
I didn’t take a photo of joy when the little girl’s arms swayed overhead finding their own rhythm as she moved her hips and stomped her foot, right then left, repeat repeat repeat.
I didn’t take a photo when she giggled and ran into her mother’s arms so they could rock back and forth during her favorite part.
I didn’t take a photo of a little girl beginning to sing as she twirled in circles, her face raised toward the sky.
I didn’t take a photo of a mother’s face filled with so much love that it surrounded them like a forcefield.
I didn’t take a photo…
I stayed right there soaking up every second.
Sometimes people ask me how I balance capturing “this moment” with experiencing this moment. Often, I just let go of the need to get the photo. I try to open my eyes and heart to take in as much as I can: what I see, hear, feel, hope, know in that moment. When I do this, sometimes I even sense that there is something greater than me shining a light on it all…trust perhaps…love for sure. And then later, if I remember, I try to write down all that I can…letting my words tell the story.
A few songs on our current favorite playlist:
Don’t Stop Believin’ [Glee version]
Rumour Has It [Adele]
Me and Julio Down by the Schoolyard [Paul Simon]
Stronger [Kelly Clarkson]
Love You Like a Love Song [Selena Gomez and the Scene]
The Cave [Mumford and Sons]
Somebody that I Used to Know [Goyte]
Graceland [Paul Simon]
Happy Feet (Musica per i vostri piedi, madame) [Paolo Conte]
Rockin’ Robin [Michael Jackson]