I was looking for a little inspiration tonight as I struggled with a topic for this blog. I picked up a journal from 1992 and read an entry I wrote long before blogging (as we know it) existed.
I wrote -- I want to take pictures, play music, and write stories about interesting people. At the time, I was a night shift supervisor in a data center and at times I felt like a ship lost at sea without engine, compass, or rudder.
I was trapped by the security of my job. We had bills to pay and I needed a steady paycheck. We'd built a new house a few years before, and I wanted to go back to college for my Masters degree, but I felt that was a pipe dream without a steady job with a regular paycheck. But that didn't stop me from writing those words in my journal.
I laughed out loud as I read those words tonight. Because today, I shot photographs today of high school kids who'd received sports scholarships to colleges around the country.
This afternoon, I interviewed a man who played football on a University of Alabama team that won two national championships. He got a great job after college, got married, had kids, then lost it all when he got strung out on pain meds after problems with kidney stones.
He was homeless for a few years -- he pawned his college national championship rings to buy drugs.
I don't want to say too much right now, because the story has not been published, but he did turn his life around and his story is nothing less than remarkable.
Tonight, Jilda and I are finalizing our set list for our gig tomorrow night.
So maybe you can see why I smiled when I read the entry from 1992 -- I want to take pictures, play music, and write stories about interesting people.
I think I can say with some authority that words have power. Even if you don't see any way possible that you can make something happen in your life, write down what you want.
I'm living proof, that it pays off.
I wrote -- I want to take pictures, play music, and write stories about interesting people. At the time, I was a night shift supervisor in a data center and at times I felt like a ship lost at sea without engine, compass, or rudder.
I was trapped by the security of my job. We had bills to pay and I needed a steady paycheck. We'd built a new house a few years before, and I wanted to go back to college for my Masters degree, but I felt that was a pipe dream without a steady job with a regular paycheck. But that didn't stop me from writing those words in my journal.
I laughed out loud as I read those words tonight. Because today, I shot photographs today of high school kids who'd received sports scholarships to colleges around the country.
This afternoon, I interviewed a man who played football on a University of Alabama team that won two national championships. He got a great job after college, got married, had kids, then lost it all when he got strung out on pain meds after problems with kidney stones.
He was homeless for a few years -- he pawned his college national championship rings to buy drugs.
I don't want to say too much right now, because the story has not been published, but he did turn his life around and his story is nothing less than remarkable.
Tonight, Jilda and I are finalizing our set list for our gig tomorrow night.
So maybe you can see why I smiled when I read the entry from 1992 -- I want to take pictures, play music, and write stories about interesting people.
I think I can say with some authority that words have power. Even if you don't see any way possible that you can make something happen in your life, write down what you want.
I'm living proof, that it pays off.
How wonderful to have fulfilled your dreams....
ReplyDeleteInspiring and encouraging post. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteOhhhhh. I love that!
ReplyDeleteWell that gives me hope! So nice.
ReplyDeleteI once read somewhere that a dream written down is more probable to come true:) It seems there is something in it:)
ReplyDeleteRick, this is an inspiring story and just what I needed for reinforcement. It's amazing what we can achieve when we just make the first step!
ReplyDeleteIt's the secret in action! Words have power! Well done for accomplishing your desires!
ReplyDeleteAwesome post. You are proof that with hard work and dedication, dreams do come true. I agree that words have power. Getting them out of the brain and onto paper is the hard part. Once written, the path is wide open with possibility.
ReplyDeleteProof positive...dreams can come true!
ReplyDeleteWords definitely have power. I am beautiful and brilliant. I am brilliant and beautiful. I am bea . . .
ReplyDeletetired.
Love,
janie