Missed Opportunities

How many things can you think of that you wanted to try and never did? Do you remember why you didn’t? I can think of several things I never tried. My mother was really good at making me feel like I would never accomplish anything. Being taught to fear failure makes it hard to achieve. Setting your own obstacles in your path makes it difficult, also. You can’t prevent yourself from achieving the little goals and expect to reach the big ones. You’re setting yourself up to fail. And you can’t let other people convince you that you’re not good enough to reach the little goals or the big ones.

The trick is finding the fire inside of you that makes you want to achieve regardless to how many people say you can’t do it. The desire to do something or find something or be with someone has to be so strong that you feel you will die if you don’t reach that goal.

You have to ask yourself, “Am I strong enough to take that next step?” Are you willing to take a risk and step outside of your comfort zone? Are you ready to set aside your fear to reach for your destiny? How do you know if you don’t ask yourself the question? How do you know if you don’t take that first step, take that small risk? Small ones lead to big ones. You have to start somewhere.

There are several things I would like to do right now. Are they impossible? Hell, No! Are they impractical at the present time? Yes, Damn it! That doesn’t change the fact that I’m afraid of falling on my face. Nor does it change the fact that I want to stand on my own without fear.

What it means is that I will save and plan and calculate and work my ass off until I can do those things. Anyone can tell me I won’t achieve my goals. I am the only one who will stop me from achieving them.

Somewhere in my future, fear will become obsolete. I will push the debris out of my way, and run defiantly in the face of my opposition. I won’t fear what will happen if I fly there and meet him. I will fly there and see what happens in person.


Here’s your sign…

Patience is a virtue. We’ve all heard this. I’ve written about patience before. I don’t have a lot of it. It’s one of the things I’m working on. I’m also working on recognizing signs. I don’t believe in coincedences. I believe things happen for reasons. I’ve also written about how people come and go in our lives for reasons. I’m still hoping for someone to come along to help me learn some patience.

If you’ve been following my blog, you know by now that I’m recovering from a bad relationship and a misguided childhood. I’m seeing things more clearly than ever before. Those of you who know me from The Writer’s Chatroom know that I’m a flirt. It’s fun and for the most part harmless. I’ve been flirting with a lot of people lately, some close, some far away, some new, some I’ve been flirting with a long time. It’s like playing Cat & Mouse, which I’ve also blogged about. The game can be fun, but everybody has to play along. I’m not one for playing those games for long.

At this point, I’ve figured out what I want. And I DON’T WANT TO WAIT FOR IT! I want something real, something close enough to touch. I want someone who already knows what he wants, and how to recognize it when he finds it. I don’t want to have to drag him in front of his own mirror so he can fix his own problems. He should have done that by now. When the right man comes along I hope I recognize him for who and what he is. And I hope he sees in me what and who I truly am. Because when that happens, true magic comes to life. The magical energy of two hearts perfectly in tune with each other.

As a writer I play What If a lot. But playing What If with my heart is a tricky game. I can dream up dozens of scenarios where I first meet him. The One. I don’t know if I’ve already come across him or if he’s waiting for me to find him. But I’m not going to wait forever on what Might Be. I’m going to push the boundaries of my comfort zone and go in search of What Is.