Rock writing discovered on Old Mission Lighthouse Point.
When I first saw these names and signs (there were dozens of them), I couldn’t discern what some of them were. Most of them looked like hieroglyphics or some ancient language. It wasn’t until I looked through my camera lens that I could recognize most of the words and names. Through the camera lens I also discovered that I’d been looking at some of the words upside down. At first I felt confused and foolish. Then I was captivated by the effect of the camera. And then I started thinking. . .
How we long to be seen. How we yearn for permanence and recognition.
I felt this.
I am here today at this place.
And sometimes with only a subtle shift in point of view – like me looking through my camera’s lens – we can then see what’s really there.
Each day now I take time to see if I can see.