This is a beautiful, dreamy little scene from Randolph County in the heart of North Carolina. Reflections are always so nice…

lose your mind

Not sure who came up with this quote (I couldn’t find a credit) but I love it.  

photo: dawn tagawa, a walk by the creek March 2017

i love us.

I read a news article recently and my first thought response was “I don’t understand the hate, but I do understand the love.” It was a personal account of extreme prejudice. But it was also about the love, support and compassion not only the local community but the global community offered.

I already published this post with only the following three sentences:

I need to be aware. I need to love. And I love us.

This is because I don’t like writing about negativity. It takes my heart to a low place and there is enough of this. It might not be in our personal lives but we are all-to-aware of the atrocities. I’m new to writing and expressing myself in a public forum and am timid when it comes to sharing. I’m also accepting of this part of myself. When I think about it, like this morning watching the sunrise without my cup of coffee but with my camera, I feel I do need to convey where these thoughts are coming from. Not for my audience (because my readership is under 20, thank you friends for those of you who read!) but for myself. For the present and for the future.

There are loving people. We have the joy of coming across them every single day. And that is what we stay love is about.

feed your soul

I’ve been trying to figure this out lately. What feeds my soul? Is it my art? Is it giving love & energy to my family? The sun shining on me through the kitchen window? Taking photographs? That makes me happy too, which brought me here. But I have to admit that I really don’t know. 

I keep going back to something I haven’t done in years, my younger days with a snorkel & mask on. Exploring the same small stretch of marsh & shoreline every-single-day. The summers of a white front and very tan back visiting the same seaweed, the same trigger fish, the same rock crabs. Every once and a while an angel fish, seahorse or ancient looking tulip shell would surprise me. Maybe I should have been an ecologist. I loved Oceanography in high school but I was scared I didn’t have the brain for science so I didn’t pursue it. Maybe I just need a quick trip somewhere tropical so I can get that mask back on and get my head in the water. But don’t we all!

It’s worth it, to me, to take a moment and look back on times of childhood joy. In doing so maybe I’ll find what feeds my soul. Take the trip, buy the camera, right? 

move forward

Monday’s clouds don’t look shiny-happy but it was a good day. Friends were playing & exploring. We were getting precious outside time before a week of rain & chill. 

In regards to moving forward with creative work I’m not always sure what steps are next. I’ve been talking it out a lot. Allowing myself to be vulnerable & realizing it’s okay to admit not having it all together. As long as we are moving forward it’s the right direction. I need to keep my mind open to new experiences – opportunities for growth & learning. 

Reading a post by Elizabeth Gilbert, she spoke of finding crumbs of joy. I constantly have an internal conflict between art and creating for profit. How do you bridge the gap? Maybe it’s by searching for those crumbs or crackers or even whole biscuits of joy?

If I can create something to make myself and others happy… to contribute monetarily to the well-being of my family… then that’s a good thing.

So to that I say – move forward with a happy spirit. 

say it & it will be so

“I’m going to make everything around me beautiful, that will be my life.” – Elsie de Wolfe

~ Wish I could take credit for that quote! As an artist I attempt to create beauty. Sometimes I don’t feel legitimate as a human because I’m not walking a more noble path. Why does self-doubt even exist? Then I come across statements like this… can I say it & make it so? 

(I took this photo of our gorgeous sky Nov. 4 of this year.)

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