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Venice Beach, 2012.
Styled by … I have forgotten her name but not her influence… or how I won her over… but that is a story for another time… like a time when I make the time to track down her name.
Dress, earrings and bangle borrowed from Spotlight Sister D.
Hair and makeup were done professionally by an amazing team out of a repurposed warehouse on the boardwalk.
Sara Hefty, age 31.
Carey once told me that she had a vision of me. This was during one of our coaching calls – she the coach, me the client. It was a phone session during a group coaching. And what she said to me is that she had a vision of waves washing over me and washing away all of the things that…
… I’m having a hard time recalling her exact words…
… washing away all of the junk and baggage around me… yet, I stood strong, firm, grounded and deeply-rooted to my truth, to my history, to myself.
In that vision, after the waves rolled out, I was standing strong, as myself.
And that’s what this picture represents. Me. Becoming Myself.
True, the clothes, the accessories, the lashes are not mine; however, it was my voice that day which brought us into the water. For that experience. For that real-life representation of a coach’s mind’s eye vision.
And that’s why this picture was taken. So I would have something to refer back to and consider and remember: That the possibility is always there to become myself. To be myself. In real life. In my daily life. Every day.
And it is for you as well.
Just sit with that for awhile.
The possibility is always there for you to become yourself.
The possibility IS always there for you to become yourself.
My coach could see something ahead for me that I could not see for myself.
And even though others had to style and provide for me. (The best clothes I brought to the shoot were pilling, dog-haired, threadbare. Representations of my baggage, if you will.) Others could see me as myself. And they wanted me to try to do the same. Not only did they want me to try to see me as myself… they supported me through every part of the “see-yourself-as-yourself” process. Photography and people can be magical like that. Or as damaging as they come. So choose your people – and your photographer – carefully.
That said, when you take someone whose been playing small in order to be accepted by others her entire life and then put her into an environment of unlimited support with encouragement of self-expression with no risk of loss of love, all of the sudden life becomes a very safe space. A space where you can be yourself. And be loved, and be seen and be empowered as the truly truest true version of you.
To the possibility of yourself.