To me, passion is something that I can learn about, talk about, think about, dream about and wonder about endlessly. It feels overwhelming and consuming in a good and inspiring way and at other times it feels defeating and concerning. My passion for THINGS (activities, hobbies, adventures) is usually inspiring but can sometimes make me feel inadequate or hopeless, like I may never really conquer the “tasks” that need to be completed in order to be good and successful at something. I’m not really sure why success needs to be the end goal of my passions but it seems as though having goals and meeting them is an attribute of my personal definition of passion.
My passion for PEOPLE (family, friends, strangers) is a much less rigid and forgiving form for me. My passion for all people is intense! While I am not an avid seeker of new people to add to my life, I am very much an enjoyer of being witness to others. I have the utmost respect for the human condition and relish in the opportunity to share and enjoy pieces of others lives through stories, photos, art, shared circumstance and conversation. My family is comprised of not only blood relatives but also dear friends. I am the most passionate about these people and this feeling is driven by my heart, my head and my experiences. Passion for people is also where the defeating and concerning can present itself as it is hard to manage passion with your emotions and expectations sometimes. Things can get messy and out of control and that becomes concerning as a loss of control is difficult for me.
The fact that I am passionate has not changed over the years, but my confidence in allowing myself to share those passions with others has increased significantly. The THINGS that I am passionate about have had a bit of an ebb and flow over the years but most of them have been relevant for quite some time.
“Sometimes the writing leads to the revelations, not the other way around.” – Julia Glass
A passion for The Don // My husband. My baby daddy. My roommate. My confidant. My biggest frustration and my most treasured prize. My biggest fan. My future and my heart. I love watching you grow up with me. I love seeing your smile and hearing you laugh. I love watching you play with our son.
A passion for Harvey // My baby boy. My smiler. My squealer. My time sucker. My giggler. My new found meaning and motivation. I love watching your eyes light up, at the site of me, your dad, your grandma, something new or something confusing. I love watching you grow each day and seeing the passion you exude for all parts of life. You are the stuff dreams are made of son, you made all of mine come true.
A passion for my family // For the ones that are still with me and a part of our daily lives and those that had to leave and whom I continue to miss each day. For my small and close knit immediate family that is all I really need or could ever have asked for. For my very own family of 3 that is turning into what we make it with each passing day. I love being the creator of our own family’s story. For my BESTFRIEND and my bestie and the handful of others that fall under my family tree. You have all stood the test of time and shown me again and again that you get me and that you love that I get you too.
A passion for photography // That is intense. It began with a love for actual photographs, the look, feel and even smell of boxes of pictures or albums full has just always made my heart flutter. My relationship with the act of photographing has been a constant battle for me though. Much more an act of love/hate repeat. I have lived most of my life with a strong belief that I have a “good eye” for photography but the mechanics of it, the technical aspect just refused to click for me! I am proud to say that in the last few years I have taken steps to educate myself. I took workshops both in person and online (some of which I still need to complete!) and have gotten lots of practice. This year for my Week In The Life Project, I am proud to say that I shot in manual mode the entire time! Things have finally started to click. This progress is most important because it is finally allowing my photo voice and my actual photos to resonate with one another. Just taking photos isn’t what I want to do. I want to take amazing photos. I want to capture people, places and things I love in such a way that when I’m gone I will have respect and appreciation for the photographs I left behind.
A passion for storytelling // Whether its having a story read to me, reading to my son, listening to a podcast or radio station, stories are what it is ALL about. Stories are meant to be told and I am passionate about telling my own as well as sharing magical worlds created by the imaginations of others.
A passion for Researching // Finding out who, what, when, where, why and how about anything and everything that crosses my mind is a consuming aspect of my personality. I typically google 20-30 times a day, sometimes on that many different topics and sometimes that many different aspects of just one topic! I love finding the reasons and storing them in my brain. I pride myself on being a resourceful and motivated problem solver.
A passion for writing in cursive // It feels wrong to type my feelings about this one, but I’ll stick with the format. There are an overwhelming amount of reasons that I believe cursive writing is important. For me it is the most fluid way in which my most heartfelt thoughts can leave my body. The rhythm that writing in cursive creates uniting my hand and mind with ink on paper is just incomparable to anything else. I don’t want to live in a world without cursive and I refuse to let my children to either. Few things compare to the feeling I get holding a card or letter or even a post it note with a loved one’s cursive writing. Cursive4Life
A passion for paperbooks // To spite the understanding that paper is somewhat of a limited resource I could not be more in love with books on paper. I appreciate the magic that is created when something is printed on something tangible and then takes a journey with its reader. Whether that journey is just to and from the nightstand to the readers hands or if it travels thousands of miles around the world being read, the fact that someone turned the pages, marked their place and spent time with that book is such a beautiful thing. I appreciate electronic readers for their convenience and I actually broke down and got myself a kindle this year for the sole purpose of reading before bed at night or to travel with. But upon doing so I made the universe a promise to in no way allow this machine to steer me away from my true love of books on paper. The smell of a library or even just of books coming out of an Amazon Smile Box is intoxicating and inspiring. Harvey will do all of his reading on paper for the foreseeable future, it’s the smart and right way to do things!
A passion for reading // Always. Blogs. Facebook feeds. Magazines. Books. My quest for answers goes hand in hand with this as well as my love of fiction.
A passion for creating // Memories. Lists. Adventures. Moments. Meals. Magic. Photos. Stories. Letters. Journals. Project Life Albums. Anything that tells our story that others can enjoy. Anything that nourishes myself and my loved ones whether it’s custom photo props or specially made birthday desserts. I love creating things with my hands and my mind. Memory keeping has become such a great outlet for this need of mine.
It seems that my passions fall right in line with the things that I want to be remembered for. That being said, I am most passionate about love in all its forms. I want to live a life that allows love to thrive and be abundant for myself and those around me.