New beginnings.
Another year has been added to our purpose of existence on this earth. Time moves with us, as we transform in this cycle.
© Vincent Tremeau. 2022.
In these 365 days of 2022, I have traveled numerous times with my camera in hand. I met the eyes of countless people from Central America to Africa, where I witnessed that time is yet another word for patience, for purpose, for hope and for transformation.
How can there be 'a new' without time?
I spent days with those of us who had to leave behind their homes, their memories due to wars; talking to those who walked barefoot for miles and days with babies in their wombs, holding strongly the hands of their children, just for a chance, for hope - to keep building dreams...
© Vincent Tremeau. 2022.
© Vincent Tremeau. 2022.
I have observed the timeless patience of people in the remotest villages. People who plant seeds in the ground with their bare hands without many tools and wait days and nights for a single seed to turn into a crop, a crop that will allow bringing a cup of food to be shared on the table, in these changing and challenging climate conditions.
© Vincent Tremeau. 2022.
I met young people who lost their ability to see, and yet grew new skills, new chances - still strongly catching a sight of all they experience through their heart.
© Vincent Tremeau. 2022.
People who struggle and rise in the conditions of their time and place have been my true inspiration. I thought a lot, I questioned a lot. Sometimes I fell, I felt lost. And so I learned. I realized once again that time is our compass. I have observed that every chance is hidden in time that we cannot see with our eyes, but is an endless mirror.
Have we come closer to 'the end' for another year, or have we grown closer to the brighter essence of our timeless soul?
© Vincent Tremeau. 2022.
And I want to say hello to 2023 with these words of Khalil Gibran:
On Time
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness,
And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
And that, that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space.
Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless?
And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the center of his being, and moving not from love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds?
And is not time even as love is, undivided and spaceless?
But if in your thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons,
And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.
I wish that 2023 will be a year in which empathy, hope and love guide us all.
Vincent