Let me first apologize to you lovely readers for taking so long to continue my thoughts from last weeks “fear” theme. Sometimes the things we plan are not the things we must do in the moment and I am learning that more and more each day. With that said, I am back and I am excited to update you on some recent developments in my world.
I ended last weeks post with a promise as to how I was going to begin living a fearless life as a way to teach my son (and future children) to do the same. At the time my thoughts were on taking some much-needed action toward my goals and leaving fear in the dust. Before I do that, let me give you a little insight into why I haven’t been moving forward as much as I would have liked.
I have talked a little bit about my plans to write a children’s book and I set the intention to begin writing on a certain date. I thought the best way to do it was to jump right in, but I soon realized (after scheduling conflicts) that maybe I should wait until I have more inspiration before I begin writing. I still stand by that decision, but the more I found myself waiting for the inspiration to hit me, I realized I was also allowing fear to dictate my plans.
I had a moment (or two) where I thought if I don’t start this book, I can’t fail. But then again if I don’t start it, I can’t succeed either. So, in order to accomplish my dream of writing a book, I have to write, but in order to write the best book, I have to be inspired. To be completely honest with you fear was not only dictating my plans for writing a children’s book, but also my plans on starting my business and many of my other dreams. Looking back, I can see my vision was a bit skewed. I thought I needed certain pieces to fall into place in order to execute my plan of action. I realize what that really was, was fear.
I was procrastinating and in a way sabotaging my dreams by not even getting started. I did a lot of good talking about my dreams, about my plans, about the many things that had to happen first, and then I could start working on my dreams only to find they were excuses. Excuses not to start for fear of failure. Excuses not to begin for fear of not being good enough. Excuses not to dream bigger, for fear my reality wouldn’t live up to the picture in my head. And when I jumped off the boat of self-pity and self-sabotage, I remembered this…
The best part of our dreams is the journey we take in reaching them. The mistakes we make, the lessons we learn, and the amazing experiences we have along the way make our lives worth living. And to be completely honest with you, if all of my dreams came true in the blink of an eye, what fun would it be? Sure my book series would be a success and my business would be booming, but would I appreciate it as much without the journey? Probably not.
So, with that said I am accepting the journey ahead of me with open arms and while fear may accompany me a little bit along the way, I vow that I will not allow it to become the captain of this ship. Instead, I am moving forward with my dreams and as I do, I will go where my inspiration leads me and I hope you do too.
(Tomorrow I will give you a little insight into the inspirational nuggets that have appeared to me in the last few weeks. )