This is Forty

We celebrated my fortieth birthday with a small and intimate dinner party for twenty-two of our closest friends. It was a night that combined all of my favorite things: we wore bow ties, ate burgers, sipped champagne, cut into six of the best cakes ever baked, enjoyed intentional conversations and laughed the night away. Did I mention that Jamie surprised me with a gospel choir that serenaded me… for what felt like an extended period of time? Even my kids got to be part of the night and were there at the beginning to help me blow my candles out! I wanted this party to be more than just about my birthday… I wanted it to be a night to celebrate meaningful friendships and a way to say thank you to the people who have had the biggest impact on my life over the last decade. I wrote letters to each guest and had the opportunity to go around the table and tell each person what they meant to me and the significance they have played in my life. It was a beautiful evening that I will never forget.

If I learned anything over the last ten years, it is that ANYTHING is possible. My thirties were a decade of significant changes and growth for me. I met Jamie, fell in love and asked her to be my wife. We got married and Jamie joined my business. We renamed Steven Moore Designs to Sinclair & Moore and made it our business. We relocated to Seattle, made a baby, bought a house and then made two more babies. I went from planning and designing small local weddings to creating weddings all over the world, working with clients and companies that I use to only dream of working with. I’ve had good years. I’ve had bad years. I’ve taken risks, made mistakes, grown from challenges and continued to dream for big things. I’ve had to learn all kinds of new roles…including how to be a good husband, father and boss to the employees in our company. My faith has increased and I’ve seen mountains move before me. I’ve met some of the greatest humans I’ve ever known and cultivated intentional friendships I know I’ll walk the rest of my life with.

I started my thirties alone, and I closed out the decade with a full house, a full life and a full heart. ANYTHING is possible… ANYTHING can come to fruition.

As we start a new year and a new decade, my heart is full and my mind is racing. My heart is full of gratitude for what has already come to pass and the blessings that surround me every day. Simultaneously, my mind is racing with the possibilities that lie ahead and await me in the years to come. I feel consumed with answering the probing question in my mind… “what if….?” There are exciting changes on the horizon, including some that will require a huge leap of faith. While nervous and anxious at times, I’ve learned not to live in fear of the future. Instead I eagerly await the peeks and valleys that lie ahead, being stretched into something new, the lessons that will be learned and the relationships I get to walk through these next years with.

I think my forties and the twenty-twenties might be the best decade yet and I am truly believing that the best is yet to come. Lets do this!

To see behind the scenes video of putting this event together, and hear the gospel choir singing you can view my archived instagram stories here!

So grateful to all of my friends and vendors who contributed to making this such a special celebration:

photography: Kristen,  Kristen Marie Photography

venue: Canlis  (Thank you for indulging my request to go outside of your norm and creating the perfect craft burger for us to enjoy!)

hotel: Fairmont Olympic  (thank you Andrew for spoiling our family and taking such good care of us)

cake collection: Chef Jamie, Deru Market 

monogrammed cake: Morgan, Midori Bakery

flowers: Gracie and Ryan, Grace Rose Farms 

stationery: Ashley, Floraison Design Co

calligraphy: Chantelle, Bespoke Strokes

attire: Nordstrom – and a shout out to Donita, an amazing personal stylist at the Flagship in Downtown Seattle. I can not say enough good things about Donita and her attention to detail and the level of care in everything she does!

 

The heart behind our Workshops

We are about to open registration for our 5th season of the Sinclair & Moore Workshop. Our fifth season!! How can that be?! It seems like yesterday I was opening registration for our first season.Can I be honest? I was terrified that first year we decided to offer workshops. Terrified of the unchartered waters. Terrified that people wouldn’t come. Terrified that people would come… because then what? I remember wondering:

“Who do I think I am?”

“Am I qualified to do this?”

“Do I have anything worth teaching?”

“Why would anyone even want to come?” I had my tech support make the registration go live for that first workshop the night before I had promoted it would go live, just so it was ready to go in the morning in case anyone actually wanted to register. I then e-mailed several friends asking them if they would consider coming to the workshop as a guest just to fill seats so I wouldn’t look like a complete failure. I panicked, said a little prayer, kissed my wife and our four-week-old baby Grey goodnight, and then went to sleep. The next morning I didn’t even want to open my computer or check the e-mails on my phone. “Had anyone registered?” I desperately wondered. If I were to open my computer to discover no registrations had come through, I thought it would have meant I had failed. It would have meant that all my self doubt was accurate. By holding out on looking, I held on to the little bit of hope that I was still clinging to. You see… I had a dream. I had a dream of creating a safe space; an intimate space where people could come and slow down, rest, learn, hope and dream. I dreamed of creating a place of beauty where flowers were in abundance… a place of education….a place to be listened to, heard and understood…. a place to find community… a place to feel restored. To be honest, I had a dream of creating something that would generate a bit more revenue for my family so that we could take on a few less weddings and enjoy more family time with our new little baby.

There was a lot riding on opening my computer the morning registration went live for our first workshop; professionally, personally and emotionally. The thing about having a dream is that they make you vulnerable and exposed and forced to take all kinds of risks if you actually pursue it. The other things about dreams? If you push through all of the fear and mess that is created in the pursuit, what comes out the other side can be really beautiful. Sometimes still messy, and often times re-defined from the original dream, but usually more beautiful than you could have ever imagined. So what happened that first morning of registration? I finally opened up my computer to find that people had believed in the beauty of my dream. I discovered that the vision I casted resonated with others and drew them in. I was overwhelmed that people wanted to come to our studio and be a part of what we were doing. I was reminded of the power of dreaming, taking a risk and putting that dream out in the world and just seeing what happens. That first workshop we offered was nearly sold out on that first day of registration and so we offered another one, and then another one, and then another one… and people have kept coming. We have welcomed people into our studio from China, Japan, Korea, Australia, Africa, Indonesia, India, Singapore, France, England, Mexico, Canada and from all 50 states. These are people that have believed in my dreams, and shared theirs with me. People who have wanted to start a business, grow a business, save a business, explore having a business and others who just wanted to come for fun and learn a new craft. These are people that understand the importance of bringing beauty into our world that is often times a little dark. Sometimes, these are people who have just wanted to play with flowers and check out our studio. The reasons for coming have been as diverse as the people who have attended, but the outcome of leaving with new skills, supportive friendships, and a sense of purpose and direction has been the same. To teach, encourage, inspire and empower… this has always been the heart behind our workshops and will continue to be the purpose and passion behind what we do. We hope that you’ll join us and be part of the magic that happens within the walls of our studio. Registration officially opens Monday November 19th, but if you are on our site the evening before you might find that the registration links have gone live a little early.

You can find more information on our 2019 workshops, including dates and important details here: Sinclair and Moore Workshops 

We can’t wait to welcome you into our studio. 

UPDATE: Congratulations to our 2019 scholarship recipients!

Brittney @bkfloralandevent

Angeline @flowerrussh

Adrienne @heartscontentevents

Erin  @bloom.scout

We’ll be in touch with more information! Thank you to everyone for sharing your story with us, and wanting to be part of what we are doing in our studio. It truly means more than you know. I wish more than anything I could give a scholarship to each of you.

photo credit: Ryan Flynn Photography

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A new perspective

Today is my thirty-eighth birthday. I woke up early this morning intending to spend time setting new goals and dreaming big for the year ahead. This is a yearly tradition for myself; I like to think about where I am, where I want to go, who I want to become, think big for our future and then figure out the steps I need to take to move closer towards seeing those dreams come to fruition. It’s no secret that I am a dreamer… Jamie would probably tell you that sitting down and dreaming about the future is one of my love languages and the way to my heart.

But something different happened this morning. As I started thinking to the future and worked to define new goals, something inside of me told me to just stop, reflect and give thanks. As my mind wandered through the blessings in my life, my heart nearly exploded as I thought through the people who fill my life with greater joy than any accomplishment, dream, wedding or project ever will. My family… my tribe… my people. They are my dream and the best part of life.

Dreaming big is a beautiful thing… but sometimes it causes you to rush past the beautiful life you might already have. It can be a struggle to find the balance of wanting more for your future while just being content in the moment. In the past I’ve feared that contentment would lead to complacency, but as I’ve grown older I’ve come to realize that contentment leads to greater joy.

So this morning I am going to hit the pause button on all my dreaming and scheming to be still, give thanks and enjoy the people I get to call “mine”.

And… of course I walked away with a few new goals for this beautiful year ahead. What are they? To love more fiercely, to give thanks more often, to choose joy and to be content through whatever my circumstances may be. Something tells me these new goals will give me the strength to soar to even greater heights.

Thirty-eight… you might be the best year yet.

photography: Alanna Maria Photography