Love is about serving. To serve others, even when there is nothing in it for us. It is about making a difference in the lives of those around us, even if we will never know or see its effect.
So what does it mean to serve love? It means putting others first. It means to be selfless and devoted. It means to dedicate ourselves, even when we don't have to. It means making a difference in the world, even when we never see the results.
Photographer: Rizacan Kumas, 2022
Each sunrise starts a new story. Every story has its own emotions, its light that needs to be captured. I traveled to Mongolia to capture those stories that were left for me by my ancestors. To find myself I went far north, above the mountains, below the clouds. Finding the people that living with their heritages. Finding places that accept them and nurture them. I captured the relationship between people and land, but in each photograph I take, the line is blurred. I started to see them as one. There was no line between them, there were only stories, the stories that needs to be told. This time I will be telling those stories, and this is my Mongolia.
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#38 To Serve Love
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Love is about serving. To serve others, even when there is nothing in it for us. It is about making a difference in the lives of those around us, even if we will never know or see its effect.
So what does it mean to serve love? It means putting others first. It means to be selfless and devoted. It means to dedicate ourselves, even when we don't have to. It means making a difference in the world, even when we never see the results.
Photographer: Rizacan Kumas, 2022
Each sunrise starts a new story. Every story has its own emotions, its light that needs to be captured. I traveled to Mongolia to capture those stories that were left for me by my ancestors. To find myself I went far north, above the mountains, below the clouds. Finding the people that living with their heritages. Finding places that accept them and nurture them. I captured the relationship between people and land, but in each photograph I take, the line is blurred. I started to see them as one. There was no line between them, there were only stories, the stories that needs to be told. This time I will be telling those stories, and this is my Mongolia.