See, Live, Go

Perspective eyes, seeing change. Being visually overwhelmed today made me think about change. Change of perspective, change of p.o.v. (point of view), change of pace, environmental change. I want to see; I want to see new, and differently. I want to be changed and see change…in this a challenge to myself was born. This challenge happens to be How? How can I see on a new level, a change, a new perspective, one that lets me adopt a new view every day, one that lets me open my eyes to what a 5 year boy would see, or an 11 year old girl, or an 85 year old great grandmother. How do I know what they see? Will I see an adventure through the woods, superficial likeness, or blurry spotted faces? How do I age my eyes and yet at the same time make them younger? How tall will I be the day I am 5, will there be a lack of color, when you get old do you eyes see more grain like an aged, heated, and well seasoned roll of film does? Can I see what a mouse sees, or what will it take to see from such great heights, is it a physical or mental state of being? Will I be able to make my day a journey…a hunt and mission of survival. I challenge myself not only to see from different heights but in different lives, different experiences. A change to my life’s cadence, my ebb and flow, to something…a new breath of life like the wind and the movement of roots digging deeper, gripping tighter to the earths core. If beauty is in the eye of the beholder…what does the beholder hold? Where have his shoes been, are they worn, is there a hole in his pocket, or does he wear a rolex?

I seek change…today