I’m parturient with possibility. Investing in my family, my friends, my work and my dreams has proven to be infinitely rewarding. I don’t have enough hours in the day, and I wake up and go to bed with a full plate, and I’m loving it. My book is on the right track, and I’ll be working on my proposal SOON. My eyes just watered a little when I typed that. All this time I feel as though I’ve been grinding it out for nothing, and my book proposal now seems like a tangible thing.
Last week I had a heart to heart talk with my sister about the things that were holding me back, and I expected her to be completely ambivalent. She gave me the greatest gift ever: Understanding. She knew exactly what I meant, and was on her own path in pursuing her passion. For a person who so often feels misunderstood, that was monumental.
Passively waiting is no longer an option. Action.