the fix with jasmine star

my ruby red heels sparkled as i walked down the hallway. the sound of the heel clicking against the hardwood floor was the only thing keep my breathing steady *click click* breathe in steadily cassie. *click click* exhale, now why are you so nervous? my nerves and i stood against a wall away from the few groups of people that were forming. i tweeted my shoes and stared at the floor, my eyes occasionally darting up to look around the room of people just like me here to listen to someone they admire.

photo from jasmine star’s the fix

she startled me really. she came out of no where, or rather, i was completely unaware, settling into my own little world until her hello brought me back to reality. as she asked me where i was from and what sort of photography i did, my first thought was how incredible her blue green eyes were. we chatted about our lives, bits of information here and there as i slowly detached myself from the corner i was hugging, but her excited attitude, her fun personality, they brought me back to reality and kept me anchored there for the remainder of the evening.

photo from jasmine star’s the fix

the following two photos are the only photos i took from the evening. i have a tendency to become wallpaper in large groups, hence the corner hugging. i sit in the back, i dont initiate conversation. i like to watch. i like to observe. i like to take it all in and think and journal. when i took my camera out, suddenly all i was thinking about was getting a better angle, was getting my settings right to reflect the lighting that was in the room, to get the feel of the evening through a photo. i took two frames and realized that if i didnt put my camera away, i’d run the risk of missing the entire evening. i wouldnt talk. i wouldnt learn. i wouldnt grow. i would sit behind my camera, comfortable.

i watched her from across the room fighting feeling like a groupy. this woman spoke to my soul. her writings, her unconventional way of doing things… i stood in line to say hello, to snap a photo, to try not to sound like some star struck tween meeting robert pattinson. i tried to formulate my thoughts to sound as meaningful to her as they were to me, to express to her the fullness of what she has meant to my business. but my words fell flat.

the fix, with jasmine star. i listened to her answer question after question, my admiration and respect only growing. saying that it was inspirational sounds super lame and a bit self help ish. but regardless, my inspiration grew, my ideas flourished, i felt like i could actually do the things i’d set out to do. as a small group of us spoke with her husband, heard his love for her and how proud and incredibly awed he is of her, i realized it takes a team, a support system…one that i have. i have the tools, i have the inspiration, i have the desire, the drive. so while it may seem super lame or self help ish, sometime you need a reminder that you can do it and to meet new people who remind you that youre not alone.

dwell in possibility…