Most sunrises that I have witnessed have been on the ocean, either while I have been at sea or sitting by the sea. They are always intense, full of colorblinding awe and heart warming.
When I have been out at sea and the sky bursts into incredibly breathtaking color out of pitch black only to illuminate deep blue indigo water, I have always been awestruck with the enormity of this incredible breathtaking beauty . The warmth of a new day sun while watching it rise in Mother Nature’s glory is truly spectacular at best.
Normally, I photograph sunsets, because they are easier to catch, as I am always awake and aware of lingering clouds that produce awesome paintings in the sky. One particular night, I decided to stay up and watch the sunrise instead. This time, I wasn’t on the ocean, but in my parent’s retirement village, in Pennsylvania, which has a golf course.
As soon as I saw a glimmer of light, I started walking very quickly to the golf course to take in the sheer beauty of it all. What I saw was absolutely breathtaking. Mists rose above the neatly manicured and dewy grass, while the sun began to rise above the darkly silhoutted trees.
Soon, I found myself racing with excitement. This sunrise was simply spectacular and astounding, as if special Angels had reached down and painted the sky for my sole delight. My pace picked up as I knew that time was limited and that this particular sky painting would soon fade. The curvature of the golf course lines against the taller grass and the sand pits created beautiful linear patterns as I was clicking while I walked.
As I saw the sunset turning into softer shades, which now created a beautiful pastel sky painting, with textures beginning to soften and blur, I turned around to walk home. I had walked long, fast and far. Knowing that by the time I reached the end of the golf course that the sunrise would be gone, I was content that I had captured this great beauty.
When I returned home, I immediately started processing these photographs, because I knew that they would be spectacular. I felt those special, “AHA moments,” as I took one photograph after another. This particular picture intrigued me, due to the footsteps, which cross over the golf course. I wish I could tell you that special Angels had created those foot imprints, but I can’t. They belonged to me.
However, my own footsteps made me think of those who walked before me on this particular piece of Earth. The Lenni Lenape Tribe was known to be prevalent in this area, prior to the arrival of the White Race for 5,000 to 10,000 years. Most of the towns around here that are of historic significance were founded in 1704. General Howe’s troops had occupied this exact area after he defeated General Washington during the battle of the Brandywine, during the Revolutionary War.
Personally, I see the problems of the world as those of greed, lust and power, in addition to a lack of understanding and acceptance. All we really own is that which is inside of us. It is this special and unique energy that makes us who we are. We can’t hold onto material things or Mother Nature’s land after we leave our flesh. Somebody else will come along and scoop it all up…
It is my hope and prayer that we can all live in peace and as one in Creator’s Universe. It’s also my belief that my Ancestor’s watch over me. They too, had the same hopes, dreams and prayers that I do too. You see, without the Native American people, they would have simply perished and disappeared.
These thoughts all came to life for me, after I thought about those who walked before me. I feel that it is important to remember the precious gifts that Native Americans freely shared with the arrival of the White Race in the early 1600’s. The White Race was at a total loss of how to live off of America’s soil, since many were prominent British figures who had formal education, but no experience as Farmers or Hunters. They were taught how to grow vegetables, what remedies could be used from existing flora and fauna for illness and discomfort, how to hunt, and where to hunt, among other survival techniques.
The colors White, Yellow, Black and Red represent the four corners of Native American’s sacred circle. Interestingly enough, these colors are also the colors of all people who live on planet Earth.
I am extremely blessed and grateful for those who walked before me!
This photograph was shot with a Canon 40D equipped with a 70mm wide angle lens.
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