My Calling

This whole idea of storytelling – what a mystery it’s been. And I must admit feeling really, really stupid now that I realize what my Calling really is.

Photography.

I am teaching a course in photography this fall, and all of a sudden, I remember just how much I love photography – and trust me; that’s a lot. Photography is one of my absolute greatest passions in life. It involves so much of who and what I am, and… I don’t have enough words to describe how I feel about it.

While photography in and of itself may not have much to do with shamanism, animism or any other spiritual path, it can still be used for a purpose.

And I have purposes. One of the things I want to do, is educate people in the art of seeing through photography. That’s what I am doing right now.

It sits so right within my mind. That’s why I truly believe this is my calling. I knew it before, when I was younger. Then I got sick, and moved on to tearing down everything I was, to rebuild.

But I am rebuilt now. Rebuilt, and stronger than I ever was.

Enough to return to my calling, and do it better than I ever did before.

I even get emotional, thinking about it. It appears as if I’ve collected quite some knowledge about photography over the years, and I feel like I am ready to share that knowledge with people. I also feel like I’m quite good at it.

Considering I feel like the role I have in this life, as a person who watches and tells stories, this thing with photography (and writing, but mainly photography) is so right it’s unbelievable.

I have dreams and I have plans for this. It feels like all I need to do right now, is to wait for the circumstances to fall into place, so I can make reality of everything I want to do.

This will turn my entire life around.

It’s overwhelming, to say the least.

But it’s going to end up so well. It’ll be beyond any dream I ever had, about working with photography.

And this time, I won’t photograph for money. This whole idea is built on photographing what I want, exhibiting my own work, and others, and teaching.

I cannot believe I forgot about this. I cannot believe, that I let go of my love and passion for photography, for so long.

But I can believe that I found it again, and that it’ll be the truth of my life, for as long as I live.