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WELL, HELLO!

I love when you love on each other.

Whether you are newly engaged, a new mother and your day old baby, or a couple exchanging vows.

I love capturing love written all over your faces.

Love for life.
Love for each other.
Love for your passion.

This is where I find the real you. Where the the giggles come out. I’ll meet you there.
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Corny pun blog title? Completely on purpose. Isn’t this boy & girl pair just perfect? Twin newborn sessions make me melt.

 

A really short story for you today. (Imagine sitting around a circle with crossed legs and me opening a book and reading in my pretty librarian voice)

Imagine you (an awesome hard worker) are bouncing around and headed towards a new goal. Ambitious. Happy. Ready.

Then you hit your first speed bump and you get whoa whoa whoa wobbly. You fall down. When you hit the ground and you freak out because everyone else is seamlessly jumping around you. (you might even give us all the pouty lip)

Then what do you know. You bounce back up and look who made it to their butt. That exact person that you were comparing yourself to. Maybe you can’t even see when they hit trouble, failure, hardship, but they fell down too. 

The moral of the story. EVERYONE falls down. The key is WHO gets back up. Maybe even more important, WHO gets back up with a smile on their face, grit in their teeth and is ready to try again. Don’t just give-in or pout (like I did with last week). Don’t compare your path to theirs. Yours in unique to you, cherish and embrace that.

 

Remember that kid in you who wants to JUMP some more. Don’t even blush or be embarrassed. Learn to LAUGH, put on your awesome pants and get back up. Maybe even through your hands in the air. 

Fall down seven times, get back UP eight.

The End.

 

If you want your life to be a magnificent story, then begin by realizing that you are the author and everyday you have the opportunity to write a new page - Mark Houlahan

Today take a peek at who and what you surround yourself with. Are they in line with your magnificent story? Is their influence positive in your life? Remember the amazing quote from Jim Rohn.  You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with. Who are those people for you?  Do they lift you up? How do they make you feel? How do you make them feel? Take a couple minutes to chew on this today and surround yourself with others that will help your write your magnificent story.

One day, one page at a time.

 

I have been cooking up some inspirational writing each week over at the MTH2012 blog. I will be linking them every Wednesday.  Cool Beans?

Click here —–> Make Time for Think Time. 

Happy W Day. 

 

I was out to lunch with some old-coworkers a couple of weeks ago and they caught me up on the daily grind back in the corporate world. Lots of decisions, company policies and challenges that are part of the everyday. Their voices almost went into haze, as I remembered that world. I thrived in it. I loved working with people and truly helping my clients. Working from home for this social butterfly has been quite a challenge, but formulating my schedule to include strength training, bible studies, Zumba and of course Hey Tell usually fills my social cup of tea each week. Honestly writing has really started to do this as well. I reply to each comment that is posted and I am able to connect to each of you, start conversations, relationships and my favorite encourage you and your journey. Truly, truly, highlights of my day.

Back to my haze….While I was remembering my old position, it hit me like a ton of bricks that I am my own boss and the only people I report consists of  my husband, my clients and most of all the LORD. This is a sheer and utter blessing that I really have let soak in the past weeks. I remember the times at my old job, where I would get so nervous when there was word of layoffs, when an office door was closed or when I didn’t know what this upcoming meeting was for. It was stressful. Normal large business stuff. But stressful.

To be able to have the free reign to make a decision and change the way that I work is remarkable. To have the flexibility to move and transform so freely is seriously such a blessing. Yes, I get nervous when bookings are slow or if I have big decisions to make. Yet honestly, if I put my trust in the right place, I have such a peace about it. I just want to shout from the rooftops. THANK YOU LORD!

I would have never even thought about this path for my life, but now I can’t see any other way. I don’t make a million dollars. It’s tough at times, but being able to walk into my home and set my own schedule is such a reward that I never ever want to take for granted.

Yes, running your own business takes tons of RISK and hard work. But these risks directly correlate to reward if your heart is in the right place. So don’t just write off your hopes & wishes. Take time to let those dreams bud. Because….

Thank GOD even crazy dreams come true.

Remember. I never planned or thought that being my own boss was an option. I didn’t even know I could dream that big. It took some interceding to get my brain going and to think that I really could make it happen. So, please stop letting all of your thinking be logical. Just DREAM. Dreaming doesn’t hurt anything. Scribble down ideas, have a dream-goal-reach-for-the-stars journal. Let the core of who you are come out on paper.

I know There’s a little bit of all that inside of me AND YOU.
Thank God even crazy dreams come true

Lyrics to Crazy Dreams :: Smash Version

Please If you can LISTEN while you read. This song is AMAZING.

Hello you long shots

You dark horse runners
Hairbrush singers, dashboard drummers
Hello you wild magnolias
Just waiting to bloom

There’s a little bit of all that inside of me and you
Thank God even crazy dreams come true

I stood at the bottom of some walls I thought I couldn’t climb
I felt like Cinderella at the ball just running out of time
So I know how it feels to be afraid
Think that it’s all gonna slip away
Hold on, hold on

Here’s to you free souls, you firefly chasers
Tree climbers, porch swingers, air guitar players
Here’s to you fearless dancers, shaking walls in your bedrooms

There’s a lot of wonder left inside of me and you
Thank God even crazy dreams come true

Never let a bad day be enough
To go and talk you in to giving up
Sometimes everybody feels like you
Oh, feels like you, just like you
Yeah

I’ve met some go-getters
Some difference makers
Small town heroes, and big chance takers
I’ve met some young hearts with something to prove
Oh, yeah

Here’s to you long shots
You dark horse runners
Hairbrush singers, and dashboard drummers
Here’s to you wild magnolias
Just waiting to bloom

There’s a little bit of all that inside of me and you
Thank God even crazy dreams come true
Thank God even crazy dreams come true
Yeah

Ps. Here I am living my crazy dream. Sweat, Tears and giving my every last drop at my last Destination wedding. Aren’t Natalie and I quite a pair?

 

 

 

Why is it that when we fail our first instinct (or at least my first instinct) is to curl up in a little ball and feel sorry for ourselves?

Last night I had a goal and it didn’t happen. I didn’t just miss this goal by a lil’ bit, in defiance I ran towards failure. Then I proceeded to give myself a pity party, emotionally and physically. I went straight to my coping mechanism of Hulu.com, pajamas and my bed. I think from a young age I have learned that if I get mad I don’t have to deal with the real feelings that are stirring inside. So, I crossed my arms and didn’t respond to my husbands hugs or kisses. I was pouty, frustrated and disappointed in myself.  I got up to turn the lights off to go to bed, and the LIGHT really went on.

I created this. I chose pity vs getting myself back up and back on track. I say to others fall 7 times get back up 8, yet I don’t give myself the power of those words. I chose to let my failure take over my entire body and attitude. In hindsight I am see myself like a lil’ kid who didn’t get her way in the sandbox and  just gave up. I want to go pick up that little girl up and tell her to brush herself off and go for it again. Tell her that her choices of reaction and response do matter. She has a choice.

Also, this is where I am starting to think about a family in the future. I don’t want my kids to believe the lie that failure is bad or an ending place. I want my kids to fail and try harder. To be able to laugh at their mistakes, as they try again.

I want my littles to shoot a basket, swing a bat, and raise their hand without a fear of failing. I want them to miss/strike out/give the wrong answer and be so excited to try again. I want them to know that their worth isn’t built in their actions but in the Lord.  I want to try my hardest to never crush that spirit. Goodness me, in writing this I see so much clarity as how God the father feels about us.

He is saying to each of us…….

I want you to know that your actions, successes, and failures do not equal your worth. I am your worth. See yourself through me. That goal you tried tonight, you tried to accomplish alone, take your eyes off of me and you will slip into darkness. Keep your eyes fixed on me and I will hold you up. I will fight for you. I will never let go. I want you to go through life not afraid to fail.  You are a sinner you will fail, it’s part of life here on earth. Your never going to be perfect. Yet, because I am bigger than any circumstance or problem. What are you afraid of? I am good. I am sovereign. I want to bless you.  So if I am for you, who could be against you? But I do give you free will to choose your flesh or to choose me. 

So are you done realizing that crossed arms and a hardened heart, get you nowhere? 

If your curled up and stubborn right now. If your tendency is to get mad and shutdown when you fall on your face. I encourage you to ask yourself, where is this response going to take you? Nowhere. You are paralyzing yourself in your self made fear bubble. Your feel sorry for me bubble. Take a second and step back for some perspective and maybe repeating this to yourself might help. I always I listen better when I write to myself.

Try it. Fill in your name_______(Gina) If you want to do yourself some good. Get uncomfortable. Lay down your pride and let go of your failures at his feet. Opening your hands and heart, although its crazy uncomfortable and not your first instinct. Even though you don’t feel like it.  Believe his word is truth.

G. Seriously, choose to feel the feelings. They aren’t bad. They aren’t even that scary. They are what is supposed to happen. Notice when you get angry at yourself and closed off. Use that awareness as a time to really examine your heart and get on your knees in prayer. You can change this engrained response, but it is going to take work. Work that will be well worth it. Work that will show your children someday that failing is a part of everyday life and its healthy. Be that girl Gina. You have it in you.

Some goofy portraits that Miss Natalie took of me in DR.

 

One of my favorite things on the planet is concept ideas for shoots! I probably sound like a broken record, but this work just fires me up SO much. I want to jump up and down on my bed. So, when this pair found out they were expecting, after a long journey, I had to ask if they were up for a crazy fun gender reveal. The last gender reveal I shot was my the brilliant momma’s idea but her out of the box thinking inspired me to get uber creative if I had the opportunity again.

It took a couple minutes of brain storming to connect that Andrea and Alex have been painting, remodeling and flipping houses since they say i do. They even just bought a new home in the last two months. Since all things Home Depot has been such a part of their lives, finding out the gender of their baby via a paint reveal was just the perfect fit. We collaborated early December on this idea and have just been waiting to make it happen.

The day of we arrived at Home Depot where I was handed an envelope from the doctors office. Andrea & Alex went over and picked out a their favorite color swatches and then went to hide a bit while I gave the paint expert the game plan. It took a time or two of explaining to him for him to fully understand what we were doing. Once he understood that he was going to be the first one to know the gender of the baby he was beaming. He even said it was the most interesting and exciting order he had in nine year of working there. He even was so polite to tell us to turn around at certain points of his mixing to make certain we didn’t peek. I specifically told him that I didn’t want to know either. Because let’s face it, I get way too excited and I didn’t want my reaction to spoil anything.

After our can was mixed, we headed back to their home and started talking the prep photos. Kraft paper paint cans, paint brushes, blue & pink ribbon. Soon it was time to open up the paint can. The plan: I would open the can (try to to exclaim, cry or scream) pour in the paint and dip their brushes in all with their eyes closed. Then they would go to town with a couple of strokes to get the color on the wall and pop their eyes open and celebrate.  This sequence couldn’t have been more perfect. I just love the raw emotion in their faces!! It was such a beautiful and amazing set of moments to be a part of.

This was actually done in one of their main living spaces that they are planning to repaint, yet they are going to leave this little momento up for the next couple of weeks for guests to see. I love love love this idea.  A&A I am so blessed to know you both and know that your lil’ girl is just going to be perfect, beautiful and wonderfully made. Praise the LORD! 

 

 

Watch out ladies. This lil’ man is going to be quite the heartbreaker. I seriously can’t get over the look he is giving.

Happy Valentines day to each and everyone one of you! Know that you are loved!! I am so grateful and blessed to be able to share my words and images with you. Thank you to pieces for the support and love you have sent my way.

 

This message is to all the Peekers out there.

Are you a Peeker? Someone who reads blog posts like these and the words hit a heart string or you feel something like butterflies in your tummy.  Someone who is really fired up by these posts yet they don’t seem completely fit with your life. Do you read and feel connected, but in you think its not possible for you. Your not good enough? Smart enough? Creative enough?  You might be thinking words like…”Wow, look at how successful that person is. I am forsure not doing something as great/cool as them)” “I could never just do that “I wish I was there” etc. Do any of the above fit you?

First off, I love peekers. Why? I was and I still am a peeker. I remember the first time I read this post, I answered the questions I was crazy inspired, but I wasn’t sure of my next move. My whole life I had just gone on with the next expected thing. The logical choice. The secure choice. I had honestly never asked myself any of these questions and for some reason I was afraid of them. BUT. This post also hit lots of heart strings and my cheeks even got flush as I felt a bit woozy. I believe this was the crack that I needed. The crack to give myself a real try at getting to what was at my core.

Now peeking can take us two directions.  First, it can inspire our hearts to action. Now to you that are on the brink of action, I really encourage you to take one step. One step in the direction that your gut says, but maybe doesn’t make sense in your head. This is exactly what I felt attending the first Making Things Happen. Quit waiting for everything to be perfect and leap. Is it coming on the MTH tour? Is it buying that piece of equipment? Is it hitting publish on a post? Whatever that one step is. Take one more towards it today and if you are afraid email me, I want to hear you and encourage you. I was there, and still am. I still have to put my heart out there, even though its scary. Yet, I have hope that I will be able to write another post like this in 6 months from now, shocked. So, let’s stop just peeking and take the leap together.

Second, peeking can bring on comparison. Looking at what others have and seeing the grass as greener on the other side. But remember,  You were not made to fit into a box, let alone someone else’s life. I have learned some big lessons in the last weeks in this area. In my early days of being a peeker, I was always getting discouraged. Others success = my failure. Which I know now is completely disordered thinking, but after years of thinking like this it takes work to shut those words off. Whether, I take a step back from facebook or repeat to myself…..Gina, your path is NOT their path.  It still comes up. Lately, others success has come up again as a sore spot, even with some my best of friends. This icky part of me was rearing its head and I couldn’t understand it or get ahold of it. I was ashamed of it.

Until. I listened to this sermon while on a run (running without techno/rave music is a total grace from the lord, that I have never been able to do before) and I almost stopped dead in my tracks when these words hit my ears. “O how vulnerable the fallen human heart is — mine is — to feeling that having lots of things equals being really alive. Life is not having things. Life is knowing God.”

This was the answer I prayed for. This is where my icky feelings were coming from. I was believing that all the things that others had and I didn’t I equated life that I was losing. Life that I didn’t have because I didn’t have things. “This person is booking more weddings, and I am losing life because I don’t have as many.” “This person is so successful, I am losing life because I don’t have theirs.” All of this is a big FAT lie.

A big fat LIE to all of us.

The TRUTH :: THINGS (success, looks, money, work) DON’T EQUAL LIFE.

AND IF WE DON’T HAVE SOMETHING OR DON’T GET SOMETHING WE ARE NOT LOSING LIFE.

I believe this from my very core, but I still have to guard my heart and the old thinking comes knocking at my door. So you peekers, I want you to know that you have all the pieces you need. You don’t need someone else’s things. You have a beautiful life, dig in and find the gold. It might take you time to slow down and just be.  You might just need a little nudge. This is my nudge. Stop thinking your not ready or its too late.

Your life is here and now. In your hands. What are you going to do with it?