It was four years ago. I sat in a room with a group of women who were all searching for the same thing – direction, inspiration, motivation, clarification, validation, anything and everything. With no expectations, I truly did not realize what a big piece this day would be in my story. For later. Because it turns out I wasn’t ready for it.
I left that day ready to set myself on fire. But the flame didn’t catch. And for whatever reason, I wasn’t able to make things happen. Perhaps I had a few things to work out in my life at that time, perhaps I had a little growing up to do. Whatever the reason, I tucked all of the ideas, motivating words, clarity and inspiration away. Until I was ready.
Fast forward to last fall. It might have been the busiest time in my life. Like…ever. I truly don’t know how I survived everything that went on between a new baby, putting on a workshop, signing on to handle all in-house photography and videography work for a product company, moving, prepping for Creative Live and running my own business day-to-day. From the outside looking in it might have looked like stress. But I can’t truly say that it was.
“Working hard for something we don’t care about is called stress. Working hard for something we love is called passion.” – Simon Sinek
It was in that ridiculously busy and insane time that I had a moment of clarity. A moment of such simple clarity. And that’s all I needed. Just that moment. To realize that everything going on, every hat I was wearing, every to-do on my list, every deadline on my schedule – all of that was my passion. Okay, not the moving part. But my work as a creative, my job as a mother, my opportunity to inspire other mothers to document their life in a simple way, my opportunity to discuss this same passion on Creative Live, the amazing clients I get to work with and work for, new opportunities in developing my brand. It all combined to create this mass of passion. This crazy and insane mass of passion. And yes, ridiculous hours and sometimes I wonder when I even sleep. But I was and am making things happen. In my own way. And it may look messy. And it may look like too much. And I may even have a moment that I have to catch my breath. But I have set myself on fire. And it’s within the flames that I will be refined. And I will learn how to manage it all with just a little more calm and grace. I will learn how to say no just a little more. I guess that’s what my thirties will be for.
Making things happen. It looks different for everyone. And I am embracing mine. Here’s to this year and many years beyond getting to do what I love surrounded by the people that mean the most to me.
I’m a visual person and creating a Pinterest board with all things Making It Happen is something that helps as a simple reminder. View mine here as I continue to build it. Share yours with me.