I took my camera with me on a recent trip into the neighborhoods of Portland. What I found was a certain love affair that we have for statues and monuments.
Statues to commemorate events
Monuments to great people
Monuments to bad taste
Monuments to our best friends
All these monuments are dedicated to a past. What of the present? I think that every time we show kindness we are building our own monument. Hold the door open for someone? There’s a brush stroke on your life’s canvas! Give a needed hug? That’s a chip in the marble block of your life’s sculpture.
All these add up until in the end…
you’ve cast an effigy that may not be remembered by millions, but by the ones that have been touched by your kindness, laughter and grace.