it’s so strange, because of course each workshop felt different–completely different set of people and energies and light and home and family–but it felt the same on the inside of me. still heartsoul pouring. still being amazed at how the people who came reached back with such openness. (and yeah, still mildly terrified.)
so even though ‘professional’ is probably the last word peeps would use to describe me during this day i’m cool with the things that didn’t go according to plan (and the hippie-flavor-feelyness) because that is being in a family, and being a photographer, and being a doer of anything really. it’s people and circumstances you cannot control and I am starting to see more nuanced starlight in the times we go with it than in the times we (try to) strong-arm things into submission. one of the biggest concepts I teach is the importance of making a plan but also holding space for the beautiful things that waltz in front of you in serendipitous wonder. it’s like writers, who sometimes feel like a work is coming THROUGH them and they’re just the vessel–vs. the times when it’s all they can do to sit down one more day and sweat out the word limit in mediocre garbage. (there’s a lot of mention of sweat in these posts, just roll with it.) sometimes it’s flowing, sometimes it’s sweaty–mostly it’s both in every shoot, every day, every relationship.
so here’s to life as a gloriously fun game full of possibility bigger than our plans.
and yes hi, hey hellooo friend who is still reading. if you are, you’re probably interested in a family session and/or learning how I do what I do with families so you can do what YOU do with families in a more compelling, clear way. let’s make it happen.
