Lately I’ve been feeling a bit challenged. I can feel myself stretching and how unfamiliar it feels in fact it feels foreign.
I guess I am not used to putting forth so much effort into the things I do, I have always believe that most things in life take a certain amount of effort but should not be difficult but a labor of love.
I remember the first time I took part in the creation process of a wedding gown that had 16 layers of tulle for the skirt and the same amount for the top. It took a team of 3 designers I included 8 days just to achieve stage one, the perfect glow, the idea of the head designer was to give the impression of the dress floating and give an almost translucent glow. Well, after 10 to 12 hours a day spent on this one dress it was done. The next step was to arrange lace flowers as though they were exploding from the waistline and dispersed throughout the whole dress. The effect was mastered and refined with strategically placed “Swarovski” pink crystals the dress was a master piece! It made the cover of Brides magazine. In the end it took us 3 weeks to complete the entire dream the process was like a journey and the time flew and all was accomplished.
This memory got me wondering about doing what one loves and how time flies and it feels as though there are not enough hours in the day to finish “it”. I don’t ever remember complaining about anything just the urgency of creating this one dress that everything took second place even waiting for the correct shade of pink crystals felt as though it took forever! Finally, the exhilaration the energy level the hours spent all of it was worth every pain staking moment, all lead to this, “labor of love”…..
So whatever “it” is do it, you will never regret it, just that you didn’t do what it was you loved to do…..I keep waiting for my present job to feel like that……will it for you?
I guess I am not used to putting forth so much effort into the things I do, I have always believe that most things in life take a certain amount of effort but should not be difficult but a labor of love.
I remember the first time I took part in the creation process of a wedding gown that had 16 layers of tulle for the skirt and the same amount for the top. It took a team of 3 designers I included 8 days just to achieve stage one, the perfect glow, the idea of the head designer was to give the impression of the dress floating and give an almost translucent glow. Well, after 10 to 12 hours a day spent on this one dress it was done. The next step was to arrange lace flowers as though they were exploding from the waistline and dispersed throughout the whole dress. The effect was mastered and refined with strategically placed “Swarovski” pink crystals the dress was a master piece! It made the cover of Brides magazine. In the end it took us 3 weeks to complete the entire dream the process was like a journey and the time flew and all was accomplished.
This memory got me wondering about doing what one loves and how time flies and it feels as though there are not enough hours in the day to finish “it”. I don’t ever remember complaining about anything just the urgency of creating this one dress that everything took second place even waiting for the correct shade of pink crystals felt as though it took forever! Finally, the exhilaration the energy level the hours spent all of it was worth every pain staking moment, all lead to this, “labor of love”…..
So whatever “it” is do it, you will never regret it, just that you didn’t do what it was you loved to do…..I keep waiting for my present job to feel like that……will it for you?
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