Echoes and Rhymes
One of the features I love the most about the journaling app I use (Day One) is a feature where it shows what was written in the past each day. So part of my journaling routine is taking in what I have shared in the past. I see how things have changed, how other things have stayed the same, how growth has occurred, what I was wrestling with in the past, and how some things have been resolved or healed. I also get to see photographs from those days in the past. Sometimes there are moments that seem to have a sense of rhyming - where something from the present “rhymes” with what was shared in years past. Yesterday was one of those days. Here are three images from March 16. The first from 2015, the second from 2016, and the third from yesterday morning.
The last two are from the same street and the first is from a street just around the corner. What is it about March 16 and standing in the middle of the road for a photograph?
History may not echo but it definitely rhymes. What are some of the rhymes in your life that are taking place?
PS - Those who are participating with the Lent Through the Lens contemplative photography group, please upload your photos by end of day today. Thanks!
The rhymes in my life involve my two male adult children. I cringe when I see their father in their words or actions. It makes me wonder how much DNA creates personality and character. When I see 50 year old kids, I'm amazed not about how they look, but how they behave. It can get scarily obvious in the most insignificant movements. I might be able to remember how my own past is reflected in my current life if those memories are triggered by something or someone, but that doesn't happen often.