Sometimes, the most terrifying aspect of change arrives when we are ready to be at one with who we really are. When we dare to accept the grandness of who “I am” and actually live that truth.
I can’t say for sure about the outcome of this leap I’m taking at this point in my life. But what I know for sure is that fear is not something to be managed or kept at bay. Fear is one of the experiences to be lived through as we take actions towards becoming our dream. To be in flight, to continue to take action, even as we feel intense terror. For our terror does not predict outcome.
Creating something we long for starts with believing. It starts with faith that we have the ability to create based on our imagination and hope. It’s a quality so different from willing our way towards an outcome, doing, doing, doing. Quite the opposite.
There is something magical about the beginning of every year, when we know we can start anew, create a vision for an ideal year and commit to making our goals into reality.
I feel so many of us are half living, half holidng our breaths. In fear, anticipation of the next bad thing that can happen. Gloom, doom and lack seem to pervade all aspects of our lives. I, too, have been caught in these moments, and I have to recognize that it’s just my thought of the moment and …