I have what I call a “Sex and the City” fantasy where I live in a super swanky apartment in New York with a gray great dane and disposable income whilst not working full-time.
It’s tweaked now, took it down a notch as I am more of a beach gal and not ready for the responsibility of a such a wonderful (and needy) mammal.
But the great thing is however I tweak it-it’s going to happen.
Because I am just crazy enough to know that whatever things make me feel excited, elated, happy, fulfilled and REAL are always possible to get into my tiny-handed grasp.
Do I have to work for and at it? Yes. Fall sometimes? Yes. Fail sometimes? Yes.
Keep it moving.
My new rule is if it scares me, but I get excited thinking about the other side of that fear…then I do it.
Because most of us who follow what we are really meant for in life, what we not only secretly want to do, but feel almost a sense of duty to do will run into fear.
Passion will always beat the distraction of fear-if you keep it at the forefront of your mind, and use it to jump over all those mental obstacles meant to keep you replaying, and reliving your bullshit. And mine.
Look, it doesn’t even have to be scary, or a game changer for anyone but you! You love knitting and want to show off your stuff? Start an Instagram where you debut all your latest projects. Love to sing but not interested in auditioning for American Idol? Buy a karaoke system and master Bohemian Rhapsody for your own personal satisfaction!
So follow that “thing” that makes you feel crazy passionate…and even a bit vulnerable.
For me it’s jalapeno poppers,
and women fully connecting with their worth,
Cuz it took me too damn long to fully connect with Mine.