Where I'm At: Struggling

I'm struggling...


Struggling to find my "creative voice." Do I even have one? And seriously, what is a "creative voice" anyways?  I love what I do. Yet what what is it that I do?


I use to enjoy putting up lots of photos and telling a story of an event, a wandering, what I ate, what I was learning...whatever. But then I began comparing myself to other bloggers and photographers: some only put up one photo and write multiple paragraphs, others put up lots of photos and write two sentences, another wows me with photos and words, someone else with their recipes or travels or devotionals....


Now I KNOW that comparing myself to others is a like getting caught in the pounding surf, however, it is almost impossible NOT to compare when one doesn't have a clear vision of what one is doing or why they are doing it. 

Early this morning I had a glorious time at Noli Beach right at low tide. I explored areas that are normally under water.  I got wet and laughed aloud often. Then I saw them.



I have no clue what they are, but since moving to PR I have been trying to get a good picture of them. The problem is they are always in the water. In the past I couldn't get close enough or get the right angle because of the potential of getting my dslr wet. With my iPhone in its special waterproof case I had no such concern. I got soaked. My iPhone got soaked. AND I eventually got the picture.


I got the picture. I still don't know what these things are, but I like them. They are tenacious and amazing. I got the picture. It was a struggle. I failed many times in the past. I had to make adjustments and be at the right place at the right time with the right gear. 
But I-finally-got-the-picture.


For weeks I've gone around my spot on the island saying, "I'm going to figure this creative voice thing out." I said it to my sister; I say it to Tim; I say it aloud to myself everyday. I am going to get this "picture" of what my blog is suppose to be--it is just taking me much longer than I thought it would. Then today while going through these photos sorting and editing I finally get a glimpse of where to start.



I'm me...I love taking, editing and posting pictures...writing bits and pieces, hopefully giving visual motivation and inspiration to others. I must go back to how I love to blog...and maybe, just maybe, there I will find this illusive "creative voice."

When my boys were little I did NOT like Dr. Seuss books...silly things, I thought. How wrong I was...about that and many other things. 
Thank you Dr. Seuss for these wise words which I can finally understand.

"Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You."

So I shall stop overly editing myself here. I'll stop being careful how many photos I post at a time. And I am going to joyfully journey onwards. {{Gosh, it sure is difficult to click the publish button on this...but here goes.}}