Visual Poem shot and edited by me. Poem by Unknown Author. 

I’ve always loved this poem. I found it on Tumblr about three or four years back and tucked it away in a for a while. I saved it to a folder on my computer. I swore one day I’d make a visual compliment to it. I came across it again recently, and something about it felt even more moving than before. I tried and tried to track down the author, but couldn’t find them. There is a reason I felt stirred by the poem once again.

The first few months living in LA were some of the loneliest times I’ve ever felt, no matter how many people I was around. The fact that I had a dream to move to this city for so long and finally followed it was exhilarating, but no one did (and no one could) prepare me for how it feels to be 3,000 miles from what you know and who you truly love. Something about it felt so final.

This poem is dark. But it’s on the verge of something so good. It’s on its way, but not there quite yet. It’s bursting at the seams, but so full of emptiness at the same time. All the things I felt in those first few months. I know if you’ve been a viewer or reader of mine for a long time, you aren’t used to seeing this type of tone or this sort of video. But I didn’t want this to be another happy-go-lucky video. I wanted to show those in between times; the ones where you’re at your lowest, or maybe most contemplative. When you’re thinking so much that you sometimes wish you weren’t thinking at all. I didn’t wan’t any chronology or anything to mark a specific point in time. I wanted everything to blend together; to be bold but dull all at once. There are hard sound cuts, visual cuts, wide shots that are all stationary and some slightly hand held, but never heavy motion. Still. Silent. No talking. Everything is long, drawn out, reflective: distant.

I didn’t want it to end on a light note either – because that’s the point. Loving yourself isn’t easy every day. Some days, it is. And that’s a blessing. Other days we have to fight for it. I wanted the visual poem for this writing to reflect the want and need for loving yourself, not the pretty ease of it all. Loving yourself isn’t always about confidence or feeling good in your skin. I’m learning that loving yourself, largely, is about learning how to be alone with yourself, training yourself to think good thoughts, and how to go through things (physically and emotionally) without someone always holding your hand, even though that’s nice from time to time.

If you’re going through a hard time, feeling lonely, or are discovering/rediscovering how to love yourself – you’re not alone. You never are and never will be. I’m here for you and my whole heart is with you.

All visuals were shot on my Canon Rebel T3i. Poem recorded on my Blue Yeti mic. Music by Kevin MacLeod.

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Thank you so much for watching and taking time to read this. All my love to you. xx

 

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If you’ve ever had a dream.

Hey friends!

As you may or may not know,

I make YouTube videos.

I’ve been making videos since I was 12, in 7th grade.

Today, a really sweet fan commented and told me that he was too nervous to tell his friends face to face that he likes to act and goes to stage school. He’s scared of how they will react. He asked me for advice on how to build confidence.

I really, really love when my fans and subscribers open up to me. I told him something like this:

It’s completely okay. I used to have this problem.

I still do.

But you have to continuously work through it. It’s what makes you stronger.

For many people, especially in the creative field, it’s hard to open up about what you love to do. It’s a hard thing to explain. Quite honestly, it can be embarrassing. It has been for me, more times than one. Many do not understand the motives, concepts, and beauty behind hobbies and careers like acting, writing, designing, and making videos and films. They don’t view it as “legitimate.”

“You can’t make a living that way.”

“Do you get paid enough?”

“That’s not a real job.”

“Do you think you’ll make it?”

“You must have a lot of time.” (This one kills me. It’s almost laughable. Believe me, it’s the thing we don’t have enough of…)

Art is weird. Art is being vulnerable. As writers, designers, artists, actors, musicians, and most importantly – visionaries – we are some of the most vulnerable people on the planet.

We expose ourselves, for everyone and anyone to see, examine, interpret, and most terrifying of all – criticize.

Instantaneously, I understood everything my fellow innovator was asking me, and more. I knew and could comprehend every single feeling and the exact emotions that were packed into his question.

How?

Because I have been there before.

It definitely gets easier to handle. At first, you will be super embarrassed and scared to tell people. That’s a given. But you have to (and you will) get to that point where you say to yourself, “Hey, I’m proud of what I love to do.” 

Here’s my advice to you: 

When you are scared to say it to your friends,

don’t think twice about it.

If they ask you, and you get scared, just sort of spill it right then. Don’t over think it. Don’t think about the outcome, what they will say, or what they won’t say. You can deal with that later.

When you own what you like to do, and especially (especially especially especially) when you start saying it out loud, you begin to believe it, and more importantly, you begin to believe in yourself.

You will get there eventually. It’s a process, and it will continue to be. But that’s all the fun of life!

You got it :]

My utmost respect goes out to the people who have the courage and bravery to do what they love, and not apologize for it.

And that’s who I have decided I will be.

I truly wish you everyone of you who are reading this the courage and best luck in all of your endeavors – no matter what you aspire to do or be! As long as you are alive, be dreaming. Let your passion guide you. It’s your passion for a reason.

Never fear the fall.

xo

Yours Truly,

Mia.

~

“To live a creative life, we must not lose our fear of being wrong.”

-Joseph Chilton Pearce

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