If you’d told me ten years ago what my life would be like in my 57th year I would probably have laughed hysterically at you and walked away thinking you were just a tad insane.
I had pretty much given up on any of my dreams after a major medical setback, a business break up and the transition into being a mama with no children at home. Life sucked as far as I was concerned.
Have you ever felt like that? I didn’t know how I was ever going to find my way through the muck, to see any hope for the future. I was stuck, frozen in my tracks and ready to give up.
When I was a little girl I had dreams, lots of them, like most kids do. Do you remember your dreams? Lying on the warm summer grass watching the clouds floating by taking shape as they shifted into something new. Those perfect day dreaming days , do you remember those days?
Do you have a dream that you’ve buried? A longing in your heart that just feels like a hole in your soul? Have you given up?
Please don’t give up, just don’t. I can’t tell you when or how your dream will become a reality but if you believe, really really believe, it will come true. You HAVE to believe even when everything seems to be pointing in the completely opposite direction.
Ten years ago this year one of my dreams was to meet Oprah. I admired her level of integrity, her commitment to continuing to make shifts in the lives of millions of people through her shows , her work ethic and her commitment to living fearless and dreaming big.
As you can see by the photos my dream did come true. The chain of events that led to this were just small, random acts of kindness. The only common denominator throughout all of this dream journey was my belief in dreaming again.
My message? Don’t ever give up, never ever ever, just don’t.