One of my favorite photos I’ve taken at Kara Kahl Farms in Houston, Minnesota…(May 2009)
“It helps to remember that borders are only invisible arbitrary lines. We’ve lived for so long with the idea of the border that it’s become ingrained, and we’ve forgotten that it’s only a construction. We painted those white lines ourselves and agreed to call them national boundaries, the same way that whatever the majority of people agree on we call ‘reality.’ But it’s possible to depart from the paradigm and create a new one. Of course, practically speaking, you still have to navigate the dominant reality. Whether I believe in these constructed borders or not, I still have to cross them. It’s the same with the ones I’ve created inside myself.
We all have our own borders. On one side is what’s easy, what’s known, what we’ve been told is true and have taken for granted; it’s comfortable here, it’s familiar. But the other side is wider than possibility, it’s brilliant with potential and it looks like our dreams, whatever they are. Maybe for you that means having a family or taking up sailing; maybe it’s poetry in Prague or solitude in Barcelona; maybe it’s learning how to really be close to someone. Big or small, these are not the “dream” we’ve had handed to us, goodjob/ bighouse/ newcar — these are real dreams, real fragile fledgling dreams, which is why they’re often so frightening. But they’re ours, if we can find them and hold them, if we can catapult ourselves across whatever border of fear or doubt or tiredness seems to keep us from them. In the end, the only thing standing between each of us and what we want, is ourselves. We’re our own border guards. And sometimes the crossing is easier than expected.”
– Excerpt from a wonderful book I’ve been reading called, Off the Map..