Dream Big, Dream Often
With a blog name like that, I expected the writer to be a man, like Indiana Jones. Turns out, he’s just like so many of the rest of us -scared of life.
He claims he is a quitter -someone who starts things, and once bored -he quits.
All my life, I’ve been terrified of failure, and even more terrified to give up. Tough life! With these two sides of me battling it out, I was domed to fail long before I began.
Result? I’ve done lots of things! I never let my being a woman prevent me from speaking my mind (much to my own embarrassment). I will struggle to lift the same beam; a man will, in the hopes of getting my barn just right. I have walked downtown St. Louis, in the middle of the night (alone, I might add), just because I could. Gone to NYC, alone, gone white-water rafting, hiked up White Face Mountain, entered horse riding competitions, worked cattle, judged horse shows, trained dogs in obedience, hiked past bears, and went soaring down a zip line, 250 feet aboveground. I opened my dance studio, even though I was sure I wasn’t qualified. Maybe some would agree!
I took my students to competitions, allowing my choreography, and my students be judged in front of hundreds -I’m still proud of them. I’ve performed on stage many times, dancing, singing, and acting. Maybe, I wasn’t the best, but my eyes still glow bright when I remember.
I married the man of my dreams, even when nobody wanted me too. To this day, I still love him deeply, despite the years of our struggles. I started raising my granddaughter, even when others thought I shouldn’t. Never regretted that one!
I adopted a child of color, in a family that was once prejudice. She is loved by each of us -amazing what time will change.
I opened my own store -and failed beyond belief. Still paying for that one.
With each success, there have been many failures. I have quit more jobs, then I can tell you. I have dropped friends, because it was just too scary to reveal myself, as I truly am. I have written and never braved the world of others reading my work.
Now, I want to face the world and believe that even if I fail -I will succeed. Succeed in believing in myself. Believe in my right to try anything I dream, and it will be okay, no matter how it turns out. If I can step into my own steps, and keep moving forward, how can I fail?