My Shadowy Self

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If truth be told, I often feel like a shadow of myself.

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I believe the real me to be bold, fearless and self-assured.

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Shadowy me is never quite sure if she’s good enough.. clever enough…so she hesitates, procrastinates and makes excuses.

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The real me trusts her talent and is able to produce work that is meaningful, be it a poem, a photograph or a small piece of art.

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Shadowy me vacillates and creates nothing she considers unique or worthwhile.
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There are those wonderful days when the two of me meld seamlessly into one. Together we become strong, connected and inspired…able to utilize the skills and knowledge gained from years of experience. The sense of living up to potential is surely one of life's greatest rewards.

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It is true that such days do not occur as frequently as I might like, seeming serendipitous in their random appearances. But I treasure them when they're here, and they have come more often this year, bolstered by the support of the creative, blogging community that has accepted me as one of their own.

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I will always be grateful for the large, generous and inclusive hearts that have helped me move out of the shadows and into the light...

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Many thanks to 'Hey, Harriet' for hosting this Sunday event! To see more, do drop by her page at...

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http://heyharriet.blogspot.com/

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My inspiration for these shots comes from the amazing Angela Cartwright. My photos are a mere shadow, (pardon the pun!) of her wonderful work. I advise a nice long visit to her site for a lovely dose of art and photography!

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http://acartwrightstudio.blogspot.com/

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