Becoming

I spend a lot of time paying attention—
to plants, to light, to small shifts in the natural world.

Over time, I’ve realized
the same thing is happening within me.

There is a quiet cost to becoming who you are.

Things fall away—
conversations, expectations, even parts of yourself.

And one day you notice
how quiet it has become.

Not empty.
Just… quieter than before.

And sometimes,
that quiet feels like loneliness.

But then there are the days
when I’m out walking, camera in hand—
on a familiar trail—
paying attention, the way I always have—

and something shifts.

The plants, the light, the small details—
they pull me in completely.
I lose track of everything else.

And for a while,
the loneliness fades.