I wasn't a kid who dreamed of the some day. I didn't plan my wedding. I was never going to get married. I wouldn't allow myself to be vulnerable like that. I didn't dream of children. I was never going to have any. I knew I would screw them up and fund their therapists vacation home. I didn't plan what I was going to do when I grew up. Because I didn't want to fail. I would play it safe and keep a roof over my head and my body fed. Even though deep down I knew safe didn't feed my soul.
Life, fate, and God had other ideas. Over the years, these ideas, these fears, the resolutions have slowly been chipped away. I became a parent and fell in love and I didn't completely ruin either one. A little bit at a time, I tried on the idea of daydreaming. Life happened, I got knocked down and as always, I brushed myself off and kept going, pushing onward, but not necessarily upward.
Somewhere along the way I realized I had to stop waiting for what life gave me then wondering why I wasn't happy. I had to stop waiting for my life to happen and instead go out and make the life I wanted happen.
I just got back from a late evening of wiping inches of dust from cupboards, sweeping floors, hanging curtains, and moving the same throw rug six times. Bit by bit it is coming together. My dream. My passion. It feels so weird to say my studio. I still don't know what my end vision is, but I am going for it, I am taking that running leap. I fight the fear of failure constantly. I don't want to return home tail between my legs and defeated. But I cannot live with never taking the chance at my dream.
I saw this sign on Pinterest (can you say addiction?) today and it just hit me like a truck. So tell me- What would you dream of? What are you passionate about? What would you do if you knew you could not fail? And to help fuel that dream, one person who leaves a comment about their dream will win a $15 gift card to their choice of Dunkin Donuts or Starbucks! Comment contest will be open until Sunday November 6th at 5pm.