Four years ago on Easter weekend I fell off a wall in Italy and changed my life forever. That I lived at all is wonder enough, but that I now look back on the last 4 years as some of the best, if not among the hardest, of my life, tells me a lot about what it means to be human, to be happy, and to be truly alive.
I have learned to slow down.
I have learned to live in the moment and value, with every breath, the staggering beauty and astonishing brevity of life.
I’ve linked to David duChemin a lot — when I started transitioning my photography from taking images to making them, it was his writing and philosophy that drove that change for me.
But beyond that, the conflicts I’ve had between what I want to do with my photography and what my body will allow me to do have sometimes led to some frustration (well, okay, lots of frustration) and there have been times when I’ve wondered why I bother. It’s at that time when the other aspect of David’s life has become an inspiration, because in the grand scheme of things, some arthritis and grumpy knees are nothing compared to falling off a wall.
And the reality is, those frustrations and limitations are a reality of life, but it’s my choice whether to let them define me, or whether I choose to push back against the limits and adapt to them to find out what I’m capable of. It’s easy to find reasons to give up and stop trying, so it’s incredibly inspirational to find people like David that can help me fight back against the inertia of “maybe tomorrow”.