It took a few false starts for me to finally get this blog post to say what I wanted it to say. This being the first official post of the series, I wanted to make sure it was truly the right words. The fact is there is a whole lot to say, but which are the right words? And there in lies my problem. When I get like this, not much get done.
Second-guessing myself has been something I’ve done a whole lot in my life. Sometimes it got so bad, I stayed stuck in one place for a very long time. It was too hard to make a decision and stick with it, because I never could be confident enough to step out and keep stepping outward. It seemed easier to stay in one place.
It’s not, however. Stuck is stuck and that means nothing new or anything truly meaningful will happen. Only the same stuff over and over. Dreams fly by, and they are just that–dreams. They never become real. And discontent grows to the point where there’s no hope for the future. Day after day goes by, and it feels like a prison. You don’t need to die to go to hell–you are already there.
Yes, we can and do create our own hells. It happens everyday. The worst part is you never know when it starts. One day you are okay and then you realize nothing is okay. Or maybe nothing ever was okay.
But one thing I’ve learned is that life is what you make of it. You want a happy life, then imagine yourself in that happy life. And not just every once in awhile–imagine it all the time. Be specific about what you want. Know what you even want. Don’t think about all the obstacles standing in the way. Those don’t really matter. It’s a way of stuck thinking. If you truly want something bad enough, you are going to get it, and nothing will stop you.