Heart on the Street
She never knew when inspiration would find her.
A flattened soda can, discarded. Revealing its faded red heart. But only if she was looking. If she remained open to the possibility that inspiration could be at her feet. Where she least expected it.
Head down, searching. The surprise and delight. A twinkle of metal. A flash of red.
Randomly tossed, thrown out as litter. Crushed but still whole.
A message of love. There waiting for her. A signal that she was on the right path. Camera in hand, searching for beauty in the tiniest details. The overlooked, the ignored.
That even though she has left behind one world – that of cubicles and projects, responsibilities and deadlines – she still has more to give, more to discover, more to learn.
A heart found on the street. Her heart responded.
An image captured. A story told.
She never knew when inspiration would find her. Its tap on her shoulder, its whisper in her ear, its gentle nudge – a precious gift she holds close to her heart.
Written for a “Find Your Eye” assignment: Intuitive Photojournaling