Posts tagged ‘inspiration’

November 2, 2012

looking.


I have shot mainly “couple” shoots lately, and thought it is always fun to shoot portraits, my camera has been lonely otherwise.

Besides being busy, I was a little out of inspiration in the visual field, dried up like the leaves, dusty and ready for a new season. Everything seemed so blah and not really worthy of the space it would take up on my disk.

Then, I came across Shutter Sisters again, a blog of women who circulate posts with beautiful photography and soft, often encouraging, words. There are so many different subjects, different perspectives, and different places in each of their lives. It was like a breath of fresh air, like looking at the pictures that have collected on their blog over the past year gave me the reminder that I need to look at things more patiently. I’m in too much of a hurry, with too many things going on. I need to slow down. I need take the time to appreciate the things around me, see their worth instead of passing over them so quickly, trying to check whatever the next thing is on the list.

With a new fresh outlook on photography, SS also lit up a little inspiration for writing. I’ve written more in my journal over the past week than I have in the past few months, and that is always a good feeling.

I feel recharged, and with the holidays coming, I might need it.

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March 23, 2012

thinking about…

+ the little things. Whoever first said that they are all that matters was a wise one.

+ forgiveness. There is a point where hating someone only turns into a double-edged sword and eventually only hurts the one who hates. There is no harm in forgiveness. It doesn’t mean you have to be around that person or like them or be friends with them. It just means that you can go about your day without feeling immense fire inside if you simply see their name. There is no harm in forgiveness.

+ work. I realize I’ve let it bring me down and frustrate me beyond what I should have.

+ my need to breathe. I’m thinking of taking a ME day when the weather stays decent. My camera, my journal, and my thoughts.

+ my blog. I mean, do I really ever say anything new? It feels like I am going in circles in thought and have nothing intriguing to say anymore. I need to find some inspiration. Something, somewhere.

January 28, 2012

pinterest love.

I cannot get enough of Pinterest. Still. So many beautiful ideas and recipes and clothes and rooms. I can’t wait to decorate the new house with some of the gorgeous things that are floating in my head from that site. Or cook the delicious-looking food. *sigh*

+ Love this wall of shelves.

+ I want to try these chicken casseroles.

+ Ooh, or this pasta with chicken.

+ I am all about kraft stationery lately.

+ Rings that look lacy from the side. Gorgeous. Oh, or this one.

+ I am so doing this headboard…maybe not for my bedroom, but someone’s.

March 21, 2011

it’s probably already there…


There are so many words out there to inspire us, get us thinking, get us moving, get us to do something. They tell us things that should be important and ways to be strong or feel worthwhile or live happily. They are beautiful words, no doubt, but I think it’s about time that some of us start living by our words.

Say it yourself. Aloud. Be your own philosopher.

Put your quote out there and then follow it.

I guess I have noticed that many people follow the words of others rather than themselves while on Pinterest. Don’t get me wrong. I am in love with that site because there are so many ideas there, but it’s sort of a catch-22. If you just get ideas, words, inspirations from other people all the time, you can’t really nuture your own, right? You are just bettering someone else’s idea, I think.

As soon as the sun is shining on a full-time basis and I get a day off work, I am going to just spend time with my thoughts, my journal, and my pen. And we’ll just see what I come up with.

February 4, 2011

life is lovely.

Lots of color, lots of pattern, lots of pictures (to come of course), lots of love(ly).

I love when an idea feels good and gets me excited. I have been waiting around for something to get me in gear on this 2011 Life is Lovely book, but nothing did. Until last night. Luckily, I’m only a month behind and not six. It’s hard to catch up once you’ve got 6 months of pictures and mementos stuff to get into a mini.



I bought the paper at Big Lots during the summer, and I didn’t have any idea what to do with it. It was more than worth the 5 bucks I paid for it. It’s bright and cheerful and optimistic, and that’s what I am hoping the rest of 2011 is too.

It has to be. Stay tuned.

Also, happy birthday to my sister today! Love you Darcy!

June 10, 2009

no rhyming required.

There are only a handful of people that I can say have influenced me as a writer, many of them accomplished writers themselves, most of them I’ve never met or known beside the words in their books. But one person I can credit with boosting my creative writing confidence would be Amy Fleury. As my first college creative writing professor, and shortly after, my poetry professor, I gained so much knowledge and direction from her. I pulled her book, Beautiful Trouble, from my shelf today and knew right away that her words would again give me something to be inspired with.

I love that feeling. Sometimes I wonder how people go through life without it. Or if maybe they have it by doing something else. Maybe everyone has their thing, their outlet.

Mine just goes on paper.

February 20, 2008

I’m not an inspiration.

Really, I’m not. But in the past 5 days, 3 different people have said that I am.

I just do what I do to be happy. Wheelchair or not, I am a happy person, and I wouldn’t want to be any other way.

I try to help out when I can. I know that different situations require different attentions and sympathies, but in a lot of cases, people just need someone to talk to, to encourage them and reassure them that life goes on. Never have I gone into a situation thinking “Oh, I’m going to make a difference in this person’s life.” In fact, if I did, I should feel guilty because doing something for someone, only to get personal satisfaction is very selfish.

Today I met with Gunner Kelley and Joe Becerra, whose 17-year-old daughter Samantha was recently in an awful car wreck. Judging from what I have heard of her injuries, this girl shouldn’t be alive, but yet, today is the day she comes home. I remember seeing the wreck on the news a few weeks ago and thinking that it sounded so much like my own wreck. Eerily similar.

I think her dad needed to hear (and see) that it is possible to make it through a catastrophic injury and still lead a normal, healthy, fulfilling life. A few times I saw tears. In a way, I am happy that her dad wanted to meet me. In another way, I don’t want to be the one that people look to be their example. I don’t want that pressure, but I am also happy to help any way I can. It’s another of those back-and-forth situations for me to be in.

I just hope the best for this little girl (weird to say that, but really she seems so young to me). She has a long hard road ahead, and probably a lot of physical pain that could send her into deep setbacks. Let’s hope that doesn’t happen though.