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How many more years will you waste not living the life you dream of?

Hey there!

I haven’t blogged recently because I’ve been doing some fun things!

I spent spring break with my husband and kiddo at the beach in Florida.

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We made beach art! (Some people call that art.)

Then I went on a retreat with my Mastermind Group to the mountains in Georgia.

And I’ve been busy writing up a storm for my freelance clients, which earned me this just recently (this is just about as exciting as tech writing gets, I’m afraid it’s all downhill from here) :

writing award

 

While I was on vacation in Florida, I dropped into a yoga class one morning and during the session, it hit me that it had been exactly three years since I’d quit my corporate job to pursue something I’d dreamed of my whole life.

At that time, it had been five months since I’d wrapped up all of the treatment and procedures from breast cancer, and I didn’t know where I was headed, but I knew something had to change.

I went in pursuit of “I’m not exactly sure how to do this but I want to write” without a single clue (truth be told, I still haven’t gotten one, but I’ve been thrown a few lucky bones here and there). And with the support of my husband, I set out on this journey to create the life I’d always dreamed of.

It’s funny how cancer, or anything that serious, can jar you into the reality that life is short. It also wakes you up to the fact that nothing is going to come along and land in your lap. What you want you have to make. I think we all inherently know this, but it’s so easy to put off our goals and our dreams to tomorrow, thinking we’ve still got plenty of time.

Until we find out we don’t.

While I was in the yoga class at the beach, it was the first time I’d really sat back and looked at my life now. I thought about how I’d wanted to become a writer. I wanted to be able to travel and work from wherever I wanted. I wanted the flexibility to work whatever strange hours I chose to. I wanted to be able to take a yoga class at the beach on a whim. I wanted to be able to be at all my child’s school and sporting events.

I had visualized and worked toward this life, and here it is.

No, my life isn’t problem free. Yes, I have extra weight that even The Whole 30 can’t manage to rectify. No, I don’t make millions of dollars. Yes, I have unwanted chin hair I curse every morning (and have verified on multiple occasions that should I ever fall into a coma, my sister will tweeze for me). No, I don’t have a publisher begging to print my brilliant words (I know, this one is a mystery to me, too).

You can call me crazy, or say this all sounds a little too simplistic, or maybe even a little too “woo-woo” for your taste. It doesn’t matter to me. What matters to me is that you start thinking about how to be more intentional about the steps you’re taking toward living the life you’ve dreamed of.

What small steps can you take today to impact your life tomorrow? Next year? Three years from now?

I want to hear from you. Leave a comment on the blog and let me know what you dream of doing, and what small thing you can do today to move in that direction.

 

 

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