I often sit and think about the path ahead of me and wonder if I have to strength to persevere on. Do I have what it takes? Am I smart enough? Strong enough? I wait for a booming voice from above to give me the answers but it never comes. It is always that little voice in my heart that reminds me, yes you can. There is that impulse from inside of me that lunges me forward, reminds me my work is not done. It keeps me moving forward. I can see how people can ignore that inner voice because they are doubtful. Security is important for many people. Sometimes, it can be our own worse enemy. Security keeps you in the state you are in, safe and warm. You know what is coming and how you will handle it. Unexpected expenses, emergencies...how will I deal with it? Oh yes, I have security! Are these the same people I see sitting on the bus or train, or in their cars in traffic staring ahead blankly? No spark left in their eyes. They have a routine, they get up, go to work, pay their bills, come home cook dinner, go to bed and start all over day after day. I am not knocking this lifestyle, I lived this life for a long time.
I do wonder how many of these people are actually dreaming of the "What if.." Dreaming of sitting in a cafe in Paris writing poetry, or hiking through the rain forests, or joining the Peace Corps. My question to them is why not? Why do you believe that these things are not reachable goals? Is it because you think you can't? You believe the risk is too hefty? The consequences too severe? Perhaps this is all true, however when the end nears what stories will you tell?
I remember sitting in my mother's house listening to her and her friends talk about the crazy things they did in their youth and all I could think about is, " I will not have a crazy story to tell..". That scared me more than anything. I will not have something to sit and laugh about when I am older. I will not have an adventure to reminisce upon. That is when I started entertaining the idea of taking a risk, even at that moment it took many, many years for me to actually build up the nerve to take a leap. So I ask all of you...what are you waiting for?
I do wonder how many of these people are actually dreaming of the "What if.." Dreaming of sitting in a cafe in Paris writing poetry, or hiking through the rain forests, or joining the Peace Corps. My question to them is why not? Why do you believe that these things are not reachable goals? Is it because you think you can't? You believe the risk is too hefty? The consequences too severe? Perhaps this is all true, however when the end nears what stories will you tell?
I remember sitting in my mother's house listening to her and her friends talk about the crazy things they did in their youth and all I could think about is, " I will not have a crazy story to tell..". That scared me more than anything. I will not have something to sit and laugh about when I am older. I will not have an adventure to reminisce upon. That is when I started entertaining the idea of taking a risk, even at that moment it took many, many years for me to actually build up the nerve to take a leap. So I ask all of you...what are you waiting for?
I remember waiting until I was old enough, then waiting until I finished my degree (I never did), then waiting until my son started school (he's now out), then waiting until I made enough money (yeah right), then waiting until my 30th bday(came & went), then waiting until my family could take care of themselves (WILL NEVER HAPPEN)...bottom line is there is never a "right time" to take a leap. Sometimes life kicks you in the ass and you have no choice but to take a leap. That happened to me last year - I LOST everything I had worked to build up for so many years. But in the process, I also GAINED everything - I found my love.
ReplyDeleteLife is NOT meant to be lived without a spark, without having realized your dreams, without being able to tell your stories.