Confessions of a Creative Soul #2

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(The above photo belongs to me.)

As many of you know, I moved to Oregon back in July with no job and really, no plan. I was so overtaken by the task of getting settled that I basically settled for any job I could find. Call me crazy, call me stupid, but after working as a Customer Service/Sales Associate for 6 months, I quit my job. It had nothing to do with the workplace, it had to do with me. Ah yes, the classic, “It’s not you, it’s me.”

My basic personality profile is this: task-oriented, 60% introvert / 40% extrovert, highly sensitive, and creative.

What does this mean? I enjoy doing tasks. I thrive on tasks. They make me feel productive. Small talk with strangers whom I may never see again does not make me feel productive. This could be due to my dominant introversion. I enjoy time to myself. I need time to myself because it gives me time to recharge. Don’t get me wrong. I DO need social interaction. However, the kind of social interaction that I need is meaningful social interaction. Investing in relationships that are important to me, helping someone out that I just met with a problem, meeting new friends with the intent of meeting again with a mutual interest in getting to know one another better are ideal and less draining. Perhaps I prefer this type of social interaction because I am a highly sensitive person. I’m hyper-aware and sensitive to people’s emotions and the environment around me. Whenever someone walks in to a room, I take in their emotions. I’ve learned to control this, but I’m often affected by their emotions. If they are rushed, I feel rushed. If they look sad, I feel a level of sadness too.

Lastly, I have a strong creative drive. This has been a huge part of my life since I learned to hold a crayon in my little grubby hands. My parents must have loved this because I would sit at my alphabet table, tongue out, eyes glued to the page with concentration as I scribbled my masterpiece. When I got a little older, I started writing books. I would staple a few pages together, write a story and draw pictures to go with them. At age 7 I got my first camcorder and I spent hours making videos. My favorite would be my “How To” drawing videos where I taught my audience how to draw stick figure houses and scenery. My parents bought me disposable cameras when I was 8, 9, and 10. I would take them on our camping trips and photograph the squirrels, my brother playing in the dirt, and my family on their hikes. I also used to stage photo shoots with my dolls and stuffed animals in my bedroom.

With all that said, I have decided to pursue photography as my career. No looking back! I know it’s going to take awhile to build my photography business, clients, and my portfolio. In the meantime, I am going to be looking for jobs that will allow me to use my gifts, talents, and personality profile to its fullest. I will also be setting aside time to make sure I am creating regularly whether that be doing photo shoots, writing blogs, or making YouTube videos. Here’s to becoming the best me I can be!

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I don’t know what I’m doing

DSC_0259When I first started this blog, I got annoyed at all the posts that started with “I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a long time!” and “It’s been awhile! I am SO sorry!” But now, I’m tempted to say the same thing, except, I’m not sure I’m really that sorry. I may be unemployed, I may have a lot of time on my hands, but for whatever reason, I have not written a post on here for a long time.

I’m writing this for me, mostly, right now.

I think I haven’t written much because I’m not sure I have much sense of direction right now. There’s nothing wrong with that, really. Although, I feel like the people who do write posts daily have a niche. They do a good job of seemingly having it all together at least in their writing. I just feel like I have so many options, but I also feel like I don’t. I’m just in the middle of an awkward, uncertain, very open time and transition in my life and blogging has seemed to take a step back in my priorities.

I guess what I mean to say through all of this is, I’m not really sure where to be focusing my time and energy right now in my life. So much has been happening, so much has changed. I guess it’s crazy to think that I would be able to run a blog consistently or (fill in the blank here of my other ambitions) right after I have moved to a completely new place with no job. I just have to figure out my focus.

Focus

FOCUS

focus.

So, yeah, I am kind of sorry for not posting for a while, but I hope at least now you (and I) understand why I haven’t been showing my face around here much lately.

Confessions of a Creative Soul #1 –

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Some days I feel the urge to create (mostly photo shoots). Sometimes I try to redirect that urge to simpler things such as reading about different cameras, watching tutorials online, writing posts on this blog, or editing a random photo from my archive.

Most of the time, these small acts are not enough. I feel in my very being the need to create something fresh, something new, it doesn’t have to be good, it just has to be mine. My main obstacle usually, is laziness. I’m too tired to go out and look for locations to shoot. My brain doesn’t want to work. Even still, that urge is something that I can not ignore. It nags at me all day. If I don’t do anything about it, it nags at me the next day, and the next. Sometimes it stops, but most times it persists until I finally do something about it.

I am having one of those days,

… and I’m not quite sure what to do about it.


 

Do you ever feel this way about your chosen creative craft? How do you deal with it? Help me cope in the comments below!

Breaking Routine

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Routine is good. I feel like a lot of us thrive on routine (some more than others), but staying in the same routine for a long period of time can get boring. This post is a friendly reminder to get out and do something different.

Most days are the same. You wake up, get your coffee fix, get the kids ready for school, rush out the door, work all day, come home, eat dinner, catch up on your social media or the news, sleep, repeat. Your pattern may vary a little from the above list, but you get the idea. This is totally fine.

BUT

Don’t forget to mix things up every once in awhile! Break routine! There are little opportunities throughout the day for you to stop and breathe for awhile, you just have to learn to recognize them. Not only that, but you also have to be brave enough to go off  that track called “Your Daily Routine.” It can be scary, and in most cases, it’s simply just easier to stay home and not go out. If you go for the right things though, it can be so rewarding!

Last night was one of those nights for me. The sun was setting and my husband and I were lounging around as we do most every night after a long day. I walked passed the window and realized that the sun was glowing red. (I’m a photographer and this seemed like the perfect photo opportunity.) My adrenaline was pumping as I fumbled around the house trying to get my camera gear in order. I peaked out the window again and realized the sun had gone down even further and was only half visible behind some trees. Without hesitation, we dashed out the front door and in to the car. We drove to a nearby elevated area so that we would have a better chance of catching a shot of the red fireball. Unfortunately, when we got to the top, the sun had already set and was not visible anymore. However, we had a fantastic view! Armed with my camera, I shot a few photos of the landscape and the foggy skies. Hubby and I stopped at an arcade on our way home, played a few games, won some candy and silly putty, stopped at a gas station and bought some snacks. We ended the night snuggled up on the couch watching a movie.

It was a wonderfully relaxing and mentally refreshing impromptu date night.

So I say to you readers, jump in!


 

What do you like to do when you want to break routine? Tell me in the comments below!

Making Mistakes the “Right Way”

Many people live through life trying not to make any mistakes. They live life on the safe side, never taking any chances, never doing anything out of the ordinary. They calculate risks and if there is a risk that simply can not be calculated, they don’t take it. They are scared. What are they scared of? Making mistakes.

Now, I’m not talking about making stupid decisions. Those are completely different than making “mistakes.” Jumping out of a plane without a parachute is a stupid decision, not a mistake. Cheating on your wife is a stupid decision, not a mistake. Not studying for a big important test is a stupid decision, not a mistake. You see where I’m going with this?
When I say people are scared of making mistakes, I mean they are scared of the unknown. They are scared of things or events that are simply out of their control. The unknown has lots of room for mistakes, and often, the unknown comes with mistakes. It’s usually a package deal. Gosh darn it, you know what? It’s OK! This may sound like one of those “Don’t Let Fear Run You” articles, but that’s because it is…  Take those guitar lessons. Take that photography challenge. Step out of your comfort zone.

My husband and I moved to Oregon this past week. This is both our first times moving out of state without our parents. We are staying with some friends and we don’t have jobs. We’d been wanting to move here for awhile now. We calculated the risk as much as we could and figured we would be just as well off here as we were back home. We prayed about it. We felt lead here. We ironed some details out with our friends, packed our bags in to our little car and made the 800+ mile drive to move here. We don’t know what is going to happen next, but we are exited for the journey.

At this very moment I am sitting outside on the porch looking out at the trees with the warm breeze occasionally sweeping by. I can’t imagine what I would be doing now if we didn’t take the risk, if we were too scared of making a huge mistake.We’re here now. We made it. The excitement is still fresh. There are still a lot of unknowns, but one thing is for sure: we are experiencing growth and we are learning so much from this experience. Isn’t that what makes taking risks so wonderful and exciting? Mistakes are not to be feared. Making mistakes is how you grow. Allow yourself that privilege.

Get out there and be the best version of you that you can possibly be!

And that you makes mistakes.

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What are some mistakes you have had the privilege to learn from? Comment below and tell us!

 

What is Success anyway?

Like so many of you readers, I want something. I want to be successful.

What is success anyway?

“Success” seems to be paired up a lot with “money” these days. Money is important, yes, but it should not rule your life.The more I experience life, and the more I grow, I realize that success does not mean the same thing for everyone. I believe life is so much more than the “8 Steps to Success” we seem to fall prey to: go to school, get a degree, have a career, climb up the company ladder, get married, buy a house, have a family, retire with a lot of money. Success is more than your title, whether or not you have a college degree, or how much money you make.

When a person does not have a lot of money, but they have a lot of love to give, that person, in my eyes, is successful. When a husband loves his wife as Christ loves the church, he in my eyes, is successful. When a person goes out of their way to do something nice for someone else, regardless of their circumstances, that person, in my eyes, is successful. Success has a lot of meanings whether it be finding your passion, helping others, making a creative project a reality, or learning to stop and experience life rather than simply going through the motions.

Success has different meanings for everyone.

Oh, and that money we all go bonkers for?

It’s just a tool.

 

Not So Lonely

photo (19)Life is busy. No matter who you are, things pile up, priorities constantly shift, and sometimes it seems as though there aren’t enough hours in the day for all the things you wanted to do or for all the people you wanted to see. I’m guilty of forgetting birthdays, mixing up dates of important events, and being too busy to hang out with loved ones, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love them, right?

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