With every step you take, ask yourself “Does this feel good?” If not, check to see if you’ve lost focus, if you’re trying to “make it happen” (in which case you’re doing someone else’s job, namely the Universe’s & doing it very badly) or if there’s a fear or two (or several) gluing your feet to the floor. If the first two are the case, then you need to step back, relax, regroup & get your focus on. Remember: “how” is not only not your job, but it’s none of your business. No matter how much we may love to mind other people’s business, this is one area where it really doesn’t pay – not that it pays any other time. There is no curtain to peek behind, never mind any little people back there. This is the time you get to be like a kid again & keep your attention on what you want while the grown ups do the work of getting it to you. In this case the “grown ups” is the Universe. Vastly more powerful than any adult you’ve ever encountered, it never takes a potty break, goes on vaction or gets sick. It doesn’t even need a mental health day. It’s always working to help bring you whatever it is you’re focusing on. This doesn’t mean you get to sit there like a lump & do nothing but daydream; you just don’t have to do as much as you think & you do nothing the Universe doesn’t tell you to. INSPIRED action, remember? Keep your focus on the thing you want, keep taking those inspired steps & getting your dream is guaranteed.
As for the fear, sometimes it feels as if there’s a whole crowd of ’em just waiting to pounce the second you start thinking about moving anywhere near that dream. It’s like they’re the cavalry called out every time you even peek in the direction of your dream, ready to trample you while bellowing “Upstart!” before you realize you’re able to move. Not fun, not cool & a big dampener on your motivation. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, the koozie, the bunch of balloons – heck, they even gave me the program & a book of poems! I went there so often I’m inclined to believe they must serve one heck of a great latte or something. It took me years of peeking at my dream & slamming the box shut real quick before I got too many bruises. No matter what happened I kept peeking, kept trying new things, kept dreaming even when the fears kept shouting “LOSER!!!” & pelting me with rocks & rotten tomatoes. Believe you me I took one helluva beating & I still do on occasion. Okay, maybe on a lot more occasions than I’m willing to admit to myself.
The thing is I never quit looking, never stopped trying to find a way there. Plenty were the times I’d feel like crying because “Dang it! I didn’t stick with that, either! Now I’m back to square one!” Only I wasn’t. I’d moved a bit further along the path, a little closer to my dreams, practiced the Fine Art a little bit more. I was determined to be a master of this Art. I still am. Goodness knows I’m no master yet. The beauty is no one is & never will be. We’re all learning, refining things as we go. That’s the big secret. Keep focusing & feeling your way there even when it seems like people have written you off as a dreamer (being a dreamer is a bad thing again why?) & are laughing at you as you try yet one more thing they see as cockamamie, half baked, woowoo or whatever. And for Goddess’ sake don’t ever be “practical”! Sure it’s ouch when it feels like no one’s in your corner. Those were the moments when I felt most like crying. I’d been written off as a dreamer, adorably childlike but very much in need of looking after lest I go do something foolish & end up needing rescuing. I never did & never will. I’m a lot stronger than that. So are you. Remember most saints & geniuses were once called nutters, too.