Growing up in an individualistic culture
I've been extraordinarily blessed with many gifts and many talents. In many
ways I have spent the majority of my life struggling to find a challenge rather
then struggling through one. I see something I wish to develop a skill at or
overcome and well, I do it. Im the jerk kid back in school that messed around
and procrastinated 95% of the time and managed to pull a solid A- average
still. It has been easy for me to "one-up" or "outdo" my
opponent at nearly everything. Whether it be a test of logic, skill, artistic
ability, etc. I usually could find a way to appear better then those around me.
Isn't that what we're taught?
It wasn't until 22 years into this life,
and coming to South Africa, that I truly realized how instinctively and by
habit I did these things. For the first time in my life I was uprooted from an
individualistic way of thinking into a completely community based one. Every
individualistic habit I had taught myself now meant nothing, and if nothing
else, made me look bad. Since landing on African soil, I now truly understand
the words "Power" and "Privilege". One example in
particular comes to mind. As most of you know, I rather enjoy my time behind
the lens of my camera. I like to think I'm decently good at the art of
photography, and heck it's even made me a little bit of money. But when it came
down to it, I could use that skill to either hurt or grow my community and my
time here in South Africa. I chose to let it grow. I by no means have put the
camera away completely, but I've been extremely discrete with it and allowed
others the stage. One man in particular comes to mind. He is an older gentlemen
in the community, and he absolutely loves taking pictures. He is seen kind of
as the village photographer. Me and him have had some very fun talks about
photography. Ultimately, it has brought me much more joy to watch him at work.
He is always taking pictures of families and community members together. People
react for him in ways that they would never react for me. He takes great,
candid, and colorful pictures and has them printed for people. When he shows
the prints to people for the first time you can literally watch there faces
explode with happiness. And in almost every home you go into in the village you
can see his work displayed.
So I will remain hidden in the shadows.
After all the shadows allow for the best seats to watch and capture ;) the true
joy people can bring to each others lives.
Peace
*written October 2nd
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