Finding the song in your soul..

I am sitting at my computer tonight. 1 am. a little overwhelmed. pretty exhausted. yet at the same time I am excited about some of my upcoming sessions... I am anxious about what this week will bring. I was "divinely inspired" with the idea of a very unique publication. a very very unique magazine and emagazine. I presented the idea to a friend in the entertainment industry and he LOVED it. I am meeting next week with some interested parties and venture capitalists. Pray for me. its all happening so fast. He then added some of his own ideas and really completed what I was feeling and gave me very clear next steps. The resources are already there. Its just a matter of stepping out in faith and doing. its funny because with each step I take in this venture..a new piece is added to the piece that makes this bigger and wider then what I first thought. The beauty of it is it incorporates everything i know and love and all my passions, music,photography,entertainment,people helping people, and our demographic is everyone from age 16-46. all races,all walks of life; all music genres;all languages; it is completely universal. I am truly humbled by this idea because I know if used correctly it can bring us all a little closer together. In the months to come I hope you can, like me..watch it unfold and blossom. There is a song by a group called Switchfoot called "My Only Hope". The opening lyric in this song goes," there's a song that's inside of my soul....its the one that I tried to write over and over again.....". I know as i am in the daily grind, working, shooting, being dad; etc..etc.. my heart screams," what else am I here for?", What is my ultimate purpose for living?" Sometimes I feel like there is this song that is locked in my soul...my part to play in the world's chorus, my solo... I used to song write all the time...more than finding myself at the end of completed; polished song I more found myself writing, incomplete, half ideas, great one liners ..In life I often feel like the person that starts an idea on a piece of paper, only to ball it up and throw it floor.. the starts another lyric..gets half finished and then erases it and balls up the paper and throws it in the trash...over and over and over again..there are often a lot of alternate or bad versions written before the final version comes to life. Here is what I discovered tonight. like a lightbulb in my head..I thought... "That's it!" THAT is what makes life so meaningful and full of beauty. It is not just writing the finished, completed and polished song.... it is all of the ideas, incomplete thoughts,late nights; short quips,scratch ideas, scribblings and bad ideas that lay all over the floor in balled up crumples of paper that get you to the polished or finished song. Its not the summit... its the road you took to get you there that makes the summit or peak so beautiful and meaningful and appreciated. Sometimes, like right now..I get a overwhelmed with my work load but I know that with each session..with each click of my camera's shutter, with each late night labor over image after image...I am getting closer and closer to the completion of the "song that is inside of my soul". Here are a couple of images that I liked..... I hope you can see the simplistic beauty in them like I do..

Sorry ..It has been a while since I have blogged...

Good morning,

I have been blessed in many, many ways.... new friends that I have made and found...old friends that surrounded me to wish me a happy birthday. New places that I have traveled to and discovered. There is a verse in the Bible that says," His mercies are new every morning". Every morning I wake up, I am amazed at how much I am blessed and how much I have to be thankful for. This is going to seem totally random but I was laying on my bed yesterday, looking at the corner of my bedroom at my clothes closet and thinking," God, I am so grateful to have all the clothes in that closet "... then thinking," not only am I grateful to have clothes in that closet but I am thankful that I even have a closet to put them in". then thinking," not only am I thankful for having a closet that is full of clothes but I am also thankful for having a roof over my head with a closet full of clothes."I think you get the drift of where this train of thought was going. This time last year, my situation was much different than it is now, not bad; but much different. Every day is a gift to be unwrapped by you. I think this is the way that He has set up this life. I remembered reading how life is like a woven tapestry. If you have ever seen a piece of woven tapestry you would notice that the back looks very different from the front. The back looks like a very disorganized,disjointed; seemingly random mess...full of white threads going up and down , red threads zig zagging back and forth, and a streams of black threads moving diagonally,vertically and horizontally in a what seems to be an unresolved pattern . Then when you turn that tapestry over you very quickly discover that all the thread patterns are not random at all but very purposeful. Each thread is there for a reason, each color is placed in the absolute correct spot it should be to create the beautiful picture you see before you full of shadows and light and shades of multiple colors. Life is very much like that to me now... there are good days and bad days. Sometimes the days are bright and green and clear and sunny...other days are dark and cold, windy and rainy and make me question why they are allowed and why did that day even happen... I'm positive that one day it will all make sense when I see things from the "other side".