The Begining...

My whole life I have felt I had a power within me that was meant for something more. Something meant to do something that would make an impact or even a difference somewhere, somehow. I carry within myself a passion to make life so much more than merely a moment in time on this earth that is passed simply with motions of normal daily life. At times I get so frustrated because I have all this exuberance within me and I struggle to define what I am truly meant for. I also realize the possibility that I also just may never know this answer. Maybe the legacy of my words and actions left behind are simply all that is needed.

A struggle that accompanies this confusion is the separation of our childhood dreams and what truly is a reality of life. As a child we dream so boundlessly, genuinely believing we can actually reach the stars. As an adult these "rules" settle in instructing the need for responsibilities and squashing the idea that it is even possible to ever actually reach the stars. I wonder what is the truth though. I know physically we can't touch the stars, but we can reach them right? in a way at least? Why do we diminish the ideals we held as a child and settle for the monotony of adulthood? Where does the line of childhood dreams and adulthood really need to collide? I can distinguish the need to accept responsibilities and to not be as much kid-like, but at what point do we really have to settle?

Over the past few years I feel I have endured the many difficult transformations from child to adult, and a few more unique lessons to decipher and conquer. I was becoming sad at what the realities of adulthood were becoming. Someone once commented to me that maybe this is what it really is just all about. For a moment I was like wow yea, maybe life isn't as grand as what we dreamed and its just supposed to be this simple. My random feelings of euphoria and balance were becoming farther and farther apart. Life fell into the common pattern of survival rather than truly living. That internal passion and power felt so cold and lost and I lost a part of me. I was participating in the one-view tunnel of life that everyone around me accepted to drive through daily.

I had some extra time to ponder things lately and acknowledge these internal emotions. Deep down I knew this was not meant to be and I was not supposed to feel this way. All too often people don't take time to look around at their surroundings. There is so much life, inspirations, lessons, pain, victories, losses, happiness, sadness, etc. It is hard to accept with so much around us that life is simply meant to be survived. Our opportunities are endless, all we have to do is courageously reach for it and realize what's around and within ourselves.

I want to reignite my flame into an conflagration of passion. With my blog I will be exploiting the small things around me and taking in the lessons and beauty that so many fail to see. I want to be forced to look all around me instead of what is simply in front of me. I want to utilize my passions mostly with photography but possibly also art, music, literature, etc to help exploit these happenings. I am determined to conquer more than the usual and believe without a doubt I will. Onward with my journey, into the stars....