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Proactive vs Reactive

Lighting experimentThere’s something I’ve been very guilty of over the last few years. I’ve become very reactive to things in life. Something happens. I deal with it. We move on. Keep on keepin’ on. Not necessarily backsliding in any way, but not taking big strides forward either.

I’ve mentioned in various posts lately that I’ve been in a cleaning mood, and cleaning moods usually equates life changes. Positive life changes.

So here I am also realizing that those changes can’t happen without effort from me. Just cleaning out my closet and hauling clothes to Goodwill isn’t going to be enough! It’s like the joke about people in a flood declining help from helicopters and boats while sitting on their roof, because “God will save me!” Then when they die and get to heaven, they ask God why he didn’t help and he said, “I sent you a boat and a helicopter!” You can’t just expect God to make things happen without doing a little work yourself.

Here’s what’s interesting. As soon as I decided I wanted to again be proactive chasing my dreams, and doing what I want to do career-wise, things started rolling without my trying too hard. It’s almost like it was all sitting there just waiting for me to make my mind up to go for it 100%.

First, I had an absolutely awesome photoshoot with Joseph Reed. He and his wife are amazing people that I already consider friends. I haven’t laughed that much during a shoot… ever. It just made me go, “This! This is what I want to do MORE of… gotta make that happen.”

Second, a new invigoration has come to RoadWidows. And you know what’s the coolest thing about this new push? Discovering how much of a drive both Chris and Lindsy have for it and their work ethics in general. Their focus is contagious, and they make me want to work harder. Work with more focus. They’re driven, focused and successful women. Just the type  I want to be associated with more and more.

Third, an old friend that I’d lost touch with over the last couple of years reached out to me, and we got together for dinner and drinks earlier this week. The refreshing things about her are that she has no association with the music business, she’s a successful business woman, and she’s a big fan of what I dream of doing and AM doing. Her encouragement has been yet another a kick in the butt.

Finally, I only need one word: FAMILY. My parents are patient with me. And Thank God for that!!! They know I’ll come into my own in my own time, and they’re supportive and encouraging. My husband and I had a long conversation this week about being proactive in BOTH our careers, and its invigorated us. We’re each other’s biggest fans and cheerleaders. So with my family behind me, how can I not throw myself into it all with a renewed vigor?

I’m excited. I’m terrified. I’m ready. SO ready.

C’mon future. Let’s do this.

When posts get lost in my mind

Over the last week and a half, I’ve written a blog post every day.

In my mind.

I hate it when life gets too busy to actually put my post-thoughts down in an actual post. As a result, those posts end up lost for good. Possibly to be found again at a later day, but more likely to never be read by anyone other than my own psyche.

It’s been a very busy week-and-a-half since I last updated. A quick trip to Texas that went way too fast for me followed by work, work and more work. No time to breathe in there, and it left me very grouchy and out of sorts.

However, the trip to Texas was wonderful. I got to see my high school play our biggest rivals — and win in a shut-out — and then I got to spend my entire brother’s birthday with him for a change. I don’t think that’s happened since… uhm… a really long time.

I got to make a quick trip to Aggieland — a place that forever just makes me smile with good, happy memories and a pride that never dims.

And then… then our trip was over. Just as suddenly as it began, it came to an end. I had all these thoughts, all these posts I wanted to write. I had days worth of photos I’d taken, ready to share with others. But time was passing much too fast to do any of it. My creative side… a side as important to me as breathing and eating, was having to sit patiently and wait to be set free again.

Slowly, I am finding a moment here and there to be creative. Photos finally got edited last night. And I’m borrowing a few moments to write this post… because just like I get “hangry” when I want to get something to eat, I get grouchy when I can’t do what is my passion. And sometimes… sometimes you have to say NO and just do what you need to do.

 313: Reflecting on a great trip