BALL3RZ

BALL3RZ


Don't you love developing a film roll, waiting to discover what magical moment was captured in time? That's why I love film so much. You don't have the opportunity to see if the image is "perfect"; you just have to accept that moment as it is. Too much of our lives are photoshopped or modified to portray a particular version of ourselves, but that's not the whole truth, is it? I'm certainly a victim of this as well, but I try to keep it real most of the time. I'm so sick of looking at others and comparing myself to them, especially when what they're sharing isn't fully real in the first place.

Remember, life is what you make of it, and it should never be about pleasing someone else. I've realized the more I've been concerned with people's opinions, the more it's held me back. Part of my life's journey is to speak up more, as there have been times I found myself silent or unheard. I was too scared to express myself and if I can’t do that, then people don’t really know who I am. I don't want to be like that anymore.

Now that I am back in Los Angeles, I find myself spending more time alone, regrouping and adapting to the people around me and trying to figure out the person I truly want to be. I realize that if I want to be in a place where I attract abundance, I need to believe in it myself every day and let the magic of that create the life I really want. Everything I've done and experienced came from an intrinsic belief that everything will work out. It’s always seemed to work out each time I’ve moved abroad, learning new skills, meeting new people, all that and more. Sometimes, I forget that, but I do know that we are all a force of nature if we can tap into our true selves. It's not always easy, but I try every day, or at least most days, because I am not perfect. But I do strive to see the good in things and people. Life is what you make it, and make sure that the thoughts you tell yourself are good because if you don't believe in yourself, how can anyone else?

There and back again

There and back again