We. Are the lost generation. The generation whose few original ideas get spewed onto the interface of facebook as it gets carried away by the currents of “social networking” until it is no longer recognizable as your own idea. The generation that aimlessly wanders in the twilight searching for something they cannot find within themselves to begin with. Do you join the rat race like everyone else or retract into your own shell and pretend time is standing still just for you to figure out your shit?

It’s wonderful to see “super women” around you. Women who do what they love and not only manage to survive but to succeed. There’s a young woman who left the path her university education had singled out for her in order to pursue her love of photography and now her services are in such a high demand that her little company can barely keep up with the requests. And in each one of the photos you can see her flare and love for art shine through. There’s another woman who had chosen to teach yoga part-time to be able to spend all the rest of her time with her little daughter. They hike together with her sitting in her little knapsack on her mom’s back, learn together via homeschooling, and do a whole lot that many other career-driven women would never have been able to offer their children.

Maybe someday I’d like to meet somewhere in between those women one day. I’d love to be able to be everything that my child needs me to be while simultaneously having an artistic outlet that could one day bloom into a beautiful blossom from just a little seed. The trick to doing anything is doing it out of love instead of the most common reasoning and motive: money.

I salute the super women. It must be wonderful to realize every day that you are following the path you were meant to tread.