Imagine that you are standing at the back of a boat and the water is shark infested chaos (or any metaphor that yells at you to turn and run away) and it is more painful to stay on that boat than it is to jump in and experience something new and obviously really scary. Well that was me for SIX years. Yes, I said six and I still apparently wasn’t uncomfortable enough to jump in on my own because it took something pushing me, forcing me to jump.
There is a very easy reason why I didn’t jump on my own – staying on the boat was my dream. I was living my dream so why wasn’t I uncontrollably happy? Well WAS is the operative word here. It was my dream. But what were the deeper, dark mysterious reasons I didn’t jump on my own? Was I not brave enough, too questioning of my abilities, too….comfortable? Was I not ready to admit my dream had changed? To some extent it is a little of all of that oh and I’m stubborn 🙂
So when I was forced to leap, it took me awhile to figure out what I wanted to do next and honestly I don’t think I have it all figured out yet. And that’s ok! Because remember it wasn’t by choice, even though I had 6 years to think about it. You know what else is ok? Your dreams changing.
At the same time, my husband decided he was jumping as well – to pursue his dream job. Sure, why not just throw the whole family into the chaos together? A family who jumps together stays together 🙂 The difference was, it was his choice and it was his dream that he never got to pursue. So really, all signs were pointing toward this change in direction like it was meant to be and we were making the right choice. That is until the signs started becoming a little more unclear. But you know what? The only way to fail is to give up and we are definitely NOT giving up.
So that is what has been up with us, our whole family is in the thick of a family do over right this very minute. And it is scary! The type of scary that means many restless nights and frequent rivers of tears. But we are brave enough to do it so we push on, knowing that we were meant to live our lives by design, not by default. How many of us get a chance to have a do over in our lives? How many are actually brave enough to do it?
Every stage: the jump, the journey, and the landing has the ability to teach us something. And I would argue that the journey with its detours, flat tires, frequent pit stops and beautiful scenery is the most important. The journey is HARD people. It is hard, but it is important. And each of us have our own hard but we don’t have to do it alone. Greatness is easier and much sweeter achieved non-solo. Because having a one person party to celebrate is pretty lame….and for the love of all that is good, you have to have fun along the way!! When you see me having way too much fun, I am likely going through some serious shit. You have to balance the rough, grimy parts of the journey with some soul cleansing goodness to refresh yourself.
So if you are at a point in your life where you are unhappy with the norm please don’t be like me and take six years feeling that way only to be forced to jump. Jump and know that the journey will likely be hard but if you don’t give up you can make your new dream come true.
Now get on with your bad self and make it work!!!