Friday, November 21, 2008

Autopilot: Disengage

“You have to be ready at any moment, to give up who you are and what you are, for who you could be.”


My sister called me Sunday afternoon to tell me that she had realized that she had been living on autopilot…and that it was time for her to stop. She is already a phenomenal woman, according to her younger sister. :) But, she felt like she was just going through the motions of life and not stepping out in some of the directions that her spirit was pulling her. I completely understood. She and I have very similar spirits. We are very rational beings, enjoy being ‘in control’ of our lives and choices and do things in an orderly way. We also have very strong passions that exist and continue to pop up. We are dreamers. We want to help and inspire people and make a difference through our passions. And despite what we have been trained/schooled to do, we both recognize that our purposes may exist outside of the majors listed on our degrees.

My passions are mostly creative in nature. I love to write. I love photography. I love using both of them to connect with people. And to help and encourage people. When I write something and someone says…this is exactly what I was feeling…I thought it was just me…I feel more accomplished than I do in a 40 hr week at work. That’s something.

And I am doing these things now. Aside from my regular job, I am writing and doing increasingly more photography work. But perhaps, that is no longer enough. Perhaps, since I may not have stepped forward on my own, God is presenting opportunities to make me step forward anyway? I’ll be shooting my first wedding next month for a friend…because she needed me to. I never would’ve volunteered myself for something like that…lol. So, I’ve been studying and preparing so that I can do my best. Over the past few months, I’ve had some opportunities pop up that have allowed me to improve my skills. Earlier this week I was talking to a co-worker who said he can provide me with the post-processing tools I need and additional tools to improve my deliverables. This morning I ran into Krush Groove on the way into the building. We got to talking…come to find out, he’s been doing photography work for years. And it looks like he’s going to help me out with learning more about Photoshop. I don’t really believe in coincidences. These nudgings seem increasingly to be coming in these areas where my passions are. On top of the fact that I’m having to drag myself out of bed in the mornings to come to a job that is not at all bad. Not to mention that I seem to be more and more surrounded by people who are in similar positions, have similar drives and goals and are extremely supportive and encouraging. Coincidence? I think not.

I’m not even sure where my thought process is going as I write this. Perhaps just a stream of consciousness. Perhaps by putting it in writing, I’m making it more real. Perhaps I’m coming to terms with it all. Perhaps, like the quote (not sure who said it), I am measuring this idea of the willingness to give up the comfort of now for the possibility of a greater future.


I’m nervous and excited. Admittedly, this is a much better feeling much more than an everyday melancholy. This is good. This is good. This is good. (Say things three times when you want them to stick, right? :))

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Melting the Melancholy

So, I had a pretty bad case of the doldrums last week. The perfect prescription for remedy (at least temporarily) was a weekend of friends and simple fun. Friday night we celebrated a friend's birthday by gliding across the ice...okay okay...so gliding may be too smooth of a word to describe my motion...but, I successfully made my way around the rink many times...lol. We even played ice tag, which could've been a recipe for disaster, but we all finished with no bumps or bruises, at least for the most part. Ice skating was followed by music and games at his house til the early hours of the morning. Good times.

Saturday I was a complete vegetable. Bonded with my couch all day and watched several movies. I really enjoyed 27 Dresses...cute movie. In the evening I met up with my rec team for late night bowling. We had a blast and shut the alley down. My team is absolutely hilarious and I could not have thought of a better way to spend my evening. I hung out with those crazies until almost 6am...lol.

Sunday afternoon I visited a friend who had recently relocated locally. We had a good afternoon/evening of girlfriend time - conversation, hair-doing, movies...good stuff. You know, quality girlfriendships, new and old, are so valuable. Thank goodness for them.

It was a great weekend. Perfect for pulling me out of the melancholy place I was in on Friday. I have a renewed sense of...making moves. More to come in my next entry.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Just another Manic Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday...


Why am I feeling like this every morning? I'm dragging. It's a struggle for me to get out of bed on time and subsequently, to work on time. I mean...I like my job well enough. But, if my response to jobs is at all like my response to men...then just liking it well enough may be the problem. I don't not want to have my job. (Especially in this tough economic time.) There are elements that I find interesting and at times challenging. But, there are other things that truly invigorate me. Writing...photography...creating things...planning things... Those are the things that will find me happily wide awake at 2am. The things that excite me. My job is what I went to school for...it is technical...science and math. Factual areas. But, I am a creative being. And I sometimes wonder if I left the science & math, if my being would still be as creative. I don't know. Just breathing out the thoughts this morning.

Sigh. Time to make the donuts....

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Part IV - Yes. We. Can.

God bless Barack Obama and Joe Biden. God bless the United States of America.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Part III - 8 things I was thinking in the voting line...

My two hours worth of random thoughts while I was waiting to vote:

1. This is awesome. I've never seen this many people come out to vote at my polling place. Cool.

2. Next personal research project: election reform. Surely there has to be a better way to streamline national elections.

3. Why do we only have 15 voting booths here?

4. A voting man is sexy. Yay to all the attractive brothas that were in line with me...it made the time go by faster...lol.

5. I wonder how many black boys will now feel differently about what they CAN do.

6. If Obama is elected, I hope that Black folks don't expect immediate change just because he is Black. If you weren't rich today, you won't automatically be rich on January 20th. He'll need some time. And let us not forget...if elected, he'll be the president of the U.S., not of Black America. His responsibility is to the whole country.

7. Man...I really can't imagine having been around in the time where our parents/grandparents/great-grands didn't have the right to vote. I wonder if I would have had the same strength they did to protest, boycott and fight. Two hours is nothing compared to some of the things they went through. Ever forward!

8. What's next?

Part II - 2 hours 15 minutes...worth the wait...

Enter line: 11:00 AM

11:30 AM - Moving along



12:00 PM - Made it to the door! Woo hoo!



12:15 PM - Even more people inside...


1:00 PM - Finally checking in



1:05 PM - Almost my turn...




1:15 PM - I'm outta here!






1:20 PM - Enough said!

Part I - The nervous excitement...


I couldn't really sleep last night. It's the way I felt before the first days of school or work...or before any big event. Nervous and excited. Don't want to oversleep. Wake up every few hours and peak at the clock on my nightstand. Wondering what the lines will be like...will I have time before work or should I go in the midday?

The polls here open at 7 am, so I finally got up around 6 and got dressed. Armed with my camera and an assortment of breakfast snacks and my IPOD, I headed out the door. My polling place is only about two blocks or so away...so I could tell as soon as I drove out, the place was packed. It was 6:40 AM and the line was looped around and around and around. Folks were out there with their chairs, breakfast, novels and more. It was awesome. I felt a little emotional seeing all of these determined voters waiting patiently for the doors to the polls to open. I drove around for awhile just looking at all the people. Snapped a few pictures. I did decide to head to work and come back later. I'm going to head back over at about 10:30 or so. I'll keep you posted. But, whatever the line is looking like where you are, take the time to vote. It's not just a privilege, it's an obligation.