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I wondered about dropping a little  pearl of wisdom on this last day of 2012. But what do I know about what is best for the next person!  I have my own self-improvement to work on.

We all know someone who knows everything. Right now you are probably thinking of at least one person who knows it all.  That person will tell you how to raise your kids, do your job, who to be friends with, who not to be friends with, how to organize your cupboards ‘right’,  what colour to paint your walls, what to wear,  lose weight…yada yada yada. If we believe these critical voices then we are in danger of  forgetting who we really are, and becoming our own worse critic.

There is even a television show about brides who  sometimes compromise picking out a dress for their wedding day, to please someone else and not themselves.  Yikes.   That voice of disapproval wins again. By this point in her life she has learned to distrust her own wants and needs. She has already lost her own sense of self.

These influences can really do a number on our view of ourselves.  If we grow up hearing from others that we are bad, that we aren’t smart enough, that our size is wrong,  that our race is wrong, that our life choices are wrong,  then eventually we master the art of self disapproval. Bit by bit we start  to believe those little unwanted judgements of others. It strips away our very core and confidence in ourselves.

There comes a time in life when enough is enough.  A time to tell yourself the truth that others didn’t know how to tell you because of their own lack of confidence. If we all truly believed how great we are and if we helped others believe how great they are, there would be less criticism of self and of others floating around in this world. If we acknowledged that  famous poem “Children Learn What they Live” as the truth, and we did something about that, our world would be a little more peaceful. Lets pay attention to  this especially.  Our little ones need to believe they are GOOD, that they are SMART  and WORTHY.  They need to believe the truth about themselves starting from day one. Our formative years are crucial.  If a two-year old is getting the message that they are bad, that they are not smart etc.  then chances are they are getting the same messages at 3 and  4…and at 12 and 13 etc.

Lose the critic. If you have one in your life, tell them to stop.  If they don’t respect that, then you have a choice to make, don’t you?  Put up with it. Or walk away and surround yourself with people who treat you and others well.  But whatever your choice…please stop believing them and start listening to the truth. Your own truth. No one knows you better than yourself. If you have been believing the false judgements of others, it’s time to make a change.

As for New Years Resolutions, we’ve heard them all before.  I am going to examine what I need to do to better myself.  While I am doing that, my hope for you is that you truly do what you need to do for your own happiness.  You already know what isn’t working in your life.  You don’t need anyone else to tell you that.  Just remember to believe the truth about who you really are. Remember that you deserve to be treated well. It begins by treating your self well.  It’s not selFISH to take care of your needs. Lose that FISH and replace it with care.  Self Care is not selFISH!

Happy New Year!  Listen to your own inner voice when it comes to what you need this year. But  make sure it’s not the Inner Critic! Lets lose criticism of others and of ourselves.  By doing so, we will help the world be a better place in 2013.

Kathy

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It is one of those things that comes in and out of my mind as a fleeting thought and then forgotten again.  What if a life circumstance took my ability to get out of bed every morning and head out the door with my camera in tow.  Would I ever be able to give up my world of photography?  My brother was in an accident once and the first thing he did when he woke up  from surgery was test to see if his right index finger could move.  I probably would have had a similar thought if I had an accident that threatened the use of my hands.

But what if there was something else to entice me away from this great passion?  Would you give up doing something you love for a million dollars?  I would!

I would give up eating decadent chocolate in a New York Second.  No doubt that it would be hard. I might need a watch dog of some kind to wrap my fingers with a hammer every time I am tempted to reach for it, but hey, if I had a million dollars I could afford to hire someone to do that for me.  I would give up canned green peas and cooked turnip 🙂  Although a hammer wielding friend would not be needed for these.

Online surveys  ask what one would be willing to do for a million dollars.  They cover everything from eating used gum off the street, to swimming in a tank of live sharks,  to similar  fear inducing  actions that often includes gross stomach turning events. Reality television pulls in a big audience to showcase people doing  some disgusting things for the almighty dollar.

So it would be easy for me to give up peas and turnips. Giving up chocolate would be a challenge.  But man oh man, don’t ask me to stop taking pictures.  My passion is not for sale!  Not in a million years would I even consider it.

If I had to let go of my mornings out in beautiful nature without my camera in hand I would be giving up a piece of  my soul.  It would be like saying goodbye to a part of myself that I am so deeply passionate about.  I couldn’t imagine missing out on the joy of capturing these beautiful moments in time.  It would mean not experiencing my photo; ‘Hovering’   That morning was something I will never forget.  Seeing that mist hovering over the field!  Capturing the light!  Being there in that moment at that time..wow!  The joy of capturing these images is not for sale.

You can’t replace something that is irreplaceable. I am not willing to give up this beautiful gift that feeds my spirituality and shapes me into being more of who I am meant to be.  Can’t even imagine it.  Life is just so precious.  We need to devour every treasured moment of it with our family, our friends and all the things that bond us Take the time for a little self-care.  It goes a long way and it has a snowball effect on everything and everyone else around us.

Hovering

We need to discover what it is that we love to do, and we need  to gift ourselves with the time to do it.   If you don’t know what that is yet then just try something new.  You might be surprised.

You might even love it enough to say;  “not for a million  dollars…….”

Sunray Showers

Actually there is more than one bear poop story. But the first one is the most poignant! 🙂  I am sure a bear story would be a little more captivating but I will share that one when it happens. I see a lot of deer when I am out and about but so far I haven’t come face to face with a bear. Just it’s poop.

In one of the video clips that will be seen probably both on the Homesav site/YouTube,  I am standing on a trail where I captured both Enchanted Forest and Sunray Showers. Standing there with my videographer brought me back to one of my early morning excursions:

It was about 6 in the morning.  I parked my car near the trail and headed down the path with camera around my neck, cell phone in my pocket and a nice loud whistle (just in case!)  Then I heard a rustling sound. The first thing that came to mind was that drill etched into my brain; ‘look as big as you can, flap your hands and make a loud noise’ I repeated this a few times in my head. I resisted temptation to run. Oh but I wanted to! Sometimes that instinct to do so isn’t in our best interests. I heard the rustling again and I momentarily froze as I repeated that drill in my head. Then I thought the whistle!  I will blow the whistle.  God, I am so brilliant in a crisis. Just as I grabbed the whistle a tiny wee little squirrel came out of the woods, froze and momentarily stared at me.  Suddenly he bolted as fast as he could and as far away from me as possible. Sheesh. That was my bear. How humiliating.

As I walked further down the path I started to relax again and remembered my purpose for being out there.   My heartbeat settled and I continued on with my trek.  And there it was.  Bear poop.  I was raised in Northern Ontario. I know what that looks like. That little squirrel did not drop this one!  In that split second I questioned my sanity and considered going back to the car.  But then those darn sunrays!  They pull me in every time.  I simply cannot walk away.  Once my camera was focused on the beautiful light and the rays and the trees…I was utterly lost in that beautiful world again.  The fear completely left me and I was captivated by the incredible beauty of the forest.  The sounds of the birds, the feel of the air on my skin.  Even as I write about this, I am re-living that  inner sense of wonder and well-being.

So now what do I do when I hear a rustle in the woods?  Nothing. I keep going.  It is just one of the beautiful sounds that belong there.  And the poop?  Well, I just walk around it.  It belongs there too.

Whenever I look at Enchanted Forest and Sunray Showers I think about the beauty of not only that day,  but the beauty of overcoming a fear.  A fear that could have stopped me from doing something that I absolutely love.  A beautiful gift indeed!

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How can we not be captivated by the sheer spirit of an Olympian?  My hope is that each and every one of them, whether they come in first or last;  whether they stand at the podium for a medal ceremony or not;  that they realize the true enormity of this great accomplishment;  that getting there is already a dream come true.  It’s not the end result but the journey.  Easier said than done I am sure.  But wow, how can we not marvel at their true grit and determination to get there!

I can’t even begin to fathom what that is like.  Every sprain,  every bead of sweat,  every torn muscle,  all of that and more  is what it took to get them where they are today.  Many many months and years of training to get to a level worthy of the olympics.  It’s all about making it one step at a time. Every competitive win was a stepping stone to the next level.  A series of mini dreams come true to get to this huge one.  The spirit and heart of a determined athlete is truly awe-inspiring.  And to see them realizing the dream of being a part of this globally unifying event is quite remarkable.

When a hope is realized and when something unbelievably good happens; something you have strived for actually comes to fruition;  wow that is a dream come true.  That sought after degree leads to the dream job,  which leads to the purchase of that first house,  one dream building on another.   And so it continues.

Some dreams arise from sheer blood sweat and tears and unbelievable determination (a nod to my son-in-law).  Those are the dreams where the journey really challenges us.  Other dreams are the result of the luck of the draw like a lottery win.

Some of my realized dreams have come easy.  Childbirth?  Ha, not so easy, but honestly exhilarating!  Becoming a grandparent?  Easy Peasy!   We didn’t have to work to attain that dream.  They are a true God-given gift who have enriched our lives in ways that can never be topped.

Some dreams arise from utter passion.  I am living out a dream as we speak.  To think that potentially millions of people will see my work is a true dream come true. Capturing beautiful images doesn’t just happen.  It’s not a matter of running out taking pictures and you magically have something worthy of framing.  When I wake up in the early morning and it is still dark outside, I often want to roll over and go back to sleep.  But then it happens; that feeling bubbling up inside and calling me out the door.  Sometimes I get to the window and think “nah, I am going back to bed”  but then that feeling  kicks in again and before you know it I am out the door waking up with the birds and the rising mist.  It is INCREDIBLE to experience this.

I have to believe that no matter what the outcome is from this win,  I truly know that I am already living my dream.  It is meaningless if I don’t love what I am doing.  We all have an invitation to live life out loud; to be fully engaged in it.   Or watch it from the sidelines.  We make those choices each and everyday.

Thanks for the inspiration from all determined Olympians! The photograph in this blog entry is entitled “Believe”  Another little nod to our family.  When we believe  there is nothing we can’t do!

Kathy