The War of Art. (Random)

I haven't been a very faithful blogger this month, I have been doing alot, just not documenting it very well.  Half of my upstairs is being worked on, so I'm living in one room, while my things reside in another.  It's a bit crazy here, and its been super hot this July.  All this to say, I have been lazy with these blog posts.

So here is what i have been doing in July. First of all, watching the Women's World Cup. I love soccer, and I love the team that played in this cup, i try to follow the WPS, but its hard because they usually don't broadcast the games, and I don't live near any of the teams.  But I get caught up in it, and it reminds me of being on a team like that at CU, and it makes me pretend I was a part of it.  So i'm adding two things to my "things to do before i die list", 1) attend a world cup.  2). meet Hope Solo.  I used to play keeper, and Solo is just so good its unreal. Even Bad Ass. sorry, but it had to be said.  I LOVE her cockiness/confidence.  I could go on, but you get the point.  I recently joined twitter, and am now "following" most of the women on this world cup team.  One player, on the day of the final posted, Romans 12:1. This is my act of worship. 
Which is totally right, and made me love them even more!

 

Ok. I just finished this book called, The War of Art : Break through the blocks and win your inner creative battles.  I had read about this book on a number of different photography blogs, and had to read it.  It's all about battling resistance within yourself, and doing what your called to be doing.  This was an incredible read for me, as I am struggling to see how this photography business will work for me here.  Now, more then ever, I am convinced of what my calling is.  In one chapter he talks about how when we were born, nobody came out as a "tabulsa rasa" or a blank slate. Each of us came into the world with a unique personality and identity.
In other words, he says ' We came into this world with a specific, personal identity. Our job in this lifetime is not to shape ourselves into some ideal we imagine we ought to be, but to find out who we are and become it.'  I think this is so true, and how often do we find what we are truly meant to do, and how often do we just assume what we are doing is it?  Can everyone really say, this is my calling, I know what I am doing is what God put me here on this earth?  I hope when this life is all over, we all look back and say, 'yep, I was doing what God had intended for me, and ya know what?  I LOVED every minute of it.  Isn't that what God wants for us?  He delights in giving us our deepest desires.


I have been dying for some storm pictures, maybe later this weekend i can go sit at the beach and wait.  I took these tonight. not so much storm, but still kinda cool. 

Ok i'm done ranting, and if your still reading this, thanks for sticking with me.  :)  One last thought thought, about the book.  The last three sentences of the book really put it into play for me, " creative work is not a selfish act or a bid for attention on the part of the actor. It's a gift to the world and every being on it. Don't cheat us of your contribution. Give us what you got.


I'm gonna bring it.