Everyone’s dreams no matter how big or small all start out with that FIRST STEP. So we are encouraging you take that first step toward achieving your dream. Just breathe in, relax and then take thatfirst ever so tiny baby step. . . Or if your comfortable with it take that gigantic leap of faith and make a huge step towards your goal / dream… The key is no matter how big your step is, you still have to take the very FIRST STEP!
Heres a video Clip by Robin Sharma
I love this song…. So much is packed into these powerful lyrics..
What would you really do if you could not fail? . . . How Far Would You go? . .
Please take a few moments of your time listen to the song and then reflect on your golas and dreams..
“If I Were Brave” -- Jana Stanfield
What would I do, if I knew that I could not fail?
If I believed, would the wind always fill up my sail?
How far would I go? What could I achieve,
trusting the hero in me?
If I were brave, I’d walk the razor’s edge,
where fools and dreamers dare to tread.
I’d never lose faith, even when losing my way.
What step would I take today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?
What if we’re all meant to do what we secretly dream?
What would you ask, if you knew you could have anything?
Like the mighty oak sleeps, in the heart of a seed,
are there miracles in you and me?
If I were brave, I’d walk the razor’s edge,
where fools and dreamers dare to tread.
I’d never lose faith, even when losing my way.
What step would I take today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?
If I refuse to listen to the voice of fear,
would the voice of courage whisper in my ear?
If I were brave, I’d walk the razor’s edge,
where fools and dreamers dare to tread.
I’d never lose faith, even when losing my way.
What step would I take today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?
What would I do today, if I were brave?
Last night was a weird night for me. I got this very subtle hit (gut feeling), I didn’t recognize what it was so I continued on doing what it as I was doing. Then less than 2 hours later I discovered this subtle gut feeling I had was trying to telling me to stop doing what I was doing. Sadly I wish I had listened. . . .
Now the rest of the story.
Seven years ago I co-owned a photo studio in Calgary, I was part of thriving co-op. I was a new member of the Alberta Professional Photographers Association and I was taking hundreds of pictures a week. (This was in the days of film and paper prints).
I took a road trip to Manitoba for a convention; I took pictures all the way there and back. In Manitoba at a campsite north of Winnipeg, I met this most remarkable young lady named, Kayla. As a photographer specializing in figure and glamour photography I was always on the look out for beautiful faces. Well I struck the mother load of beauty with Karla. I asked to photograp her and she consented, the camera loved her, so did I.
Karla turned out to be just as beautiful on the inside as she was on the outside. While we worked together to create some absolutely remarkable images. I began to learn, Kayla was one of the most warm and caring persons I had ever met in my life.
Thanks to Facebook Kayla and I remained in contact the last couple years. Yah! Facebook!
Last night I was working on the painful process of shredding some of the thousands of prints I had accumulated over the years of owning a studio. I needed space in my basement, so shredding images that I haven’t looked at in years seemed like a good way to make space.
As I was shredding pictures, I came across Kyla’s images, instantly memories flooded back into my heart. That’s when I got this tingly gut feeling, a feeling I didn’t know how to interpret. So instead of stopping and feeling into the gut feeling ( my intuition) I continued to shred the pictures. As a consolation, I did say to myself. I was going to go email Kyla on FB right after I completed this task.
Now comes the woo woo part…
I finished the task, went upstairs to my computer and logged on to facebook. In my inbox there was three messages from Kayla’s father, asking for images of Kayla as Kayla passed away suddenly on February 17th.
Rest in piece Kayla, I was truly blessed to have come to know you…
I’ve maintained the belief (for years now) that in every difficult situation there is some gift. Yesterday we experienced a piece of bitter sweet news that supports that belief. Yesterday Neil discovered that a beautiful young lady that he had photographed years ago, when he was having fun exploring his talent as a photographer, died suddenly and unexpectedly. It was sad news to think that someone so young had ceased to grace the presence with her planet… and for no explicable reason (the autopsy report was inconclusive – no reason for death could be determined). My immediate thought was “Well, I guess she was done here. She’d done what she’d come to do, learned what she’d meant to learn and moved on.” The thought following that was, “That must have been so painful for her parents. No parent expects to outlive their children.”
So where was the gift? Her father told Neil that they had used one of the photos that Neil had taken of her at the funeral because it best captured the essence of who she was. I nearly cried when I heard this. There is no greater gift that a photographer can receive than to be told they have captured and immortalized the essence (the heart of beingness, the soul) of someone in a photograph. I was so thrilled for Neil. It speaks to his talent, not only as a photographer, but as an attentive human being who has a way of seeing the heart of people.
I am blessed and honored to share my life with such a wonderful man. I love you, Neil!
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