Chasing a Dream: Enjoy the Journey

One of the things I believe is most important in chasing one’s dreams is ENJOYING the journey.  Is it all fun and excitement?  No, it’s not.  Sometimes, it’s hard.  Sometimes there are set-backs and disappointments and failures.  But it’s not only about the ultimate goal—whatever yours may be—it’s also about getting there in one happy, productive piece and the experiences that help you grow along the way.

Hard Times

If you’re read much of what I’ve written here, you’ve heard me say that being a Dream Chaser is very hard work.  There are times that are scary and times when my lack of security could be overwhelming if I allowed it.  Selling everything and moving across the country—from a life I’d known for decades to something new and uncertain—was mentally, physically, emotionally, and financially difficult.  Worse than difficult.  Every step of the way, I doubted myself, apologized to Robert for even having the dream and putting us in such a precarious situation.  Every step of the way was hard.  Inching forward was hard.  The stress was hard.  The insecurity and uncertainty of each new day was hard.  Being away from family and friends is hard.  Missing my favorite oldies radio station, or our little lake cabin, or getting together with “the girls” from Pegram now and then for a day of giggling or being able to meet my sister for lunch when she breezed through town or family reunions at Percy Warner Park where I could visit with the many cousins I love—not having these possibilities is HARD.  But the truth is:  IT’S THE ONLY WAY I CAN HAVE MY DREAM.  And that’s what keeps me going.

Courage is Very Very Good

I put a sign at my desk my last day "The Hollywood Princess has left the building"

I put a sign at my desk my last day “The Hollywood Princess has left the building”

It took a lot of courage (and probably the same amount of idiocy) to get here.  Heck, it took courage to put the sign up over my desk “72 Weeks to Living in Hollywood”—people at my job thought I had lost my mind (some still think it).  But I had meditated on it and prayed and dreamed and planned and longed for it.  Working 4 p.m. to midnight five days a week, typing documents for attorneys, was not feeding my spirit.  And I guess when you’re 30 with a child to support, knowing you’re taking care of a family is enough.  But when that family is grown and independent, and I looked around for what—besides my sweet Robert—makes me happy, typing for a living just did NOT do it.  The heart of the artist in me was withering away, and I had NO CHOICE but to pursue my dreams.  NO CHOICE.  That dream was bigger than me (and I’m plenty big!).

So How Do I Enjoy the Hard Times?

I view them as part of the process.  I love that I am a creative.  I love that I am in a place where dreams do come true.  I feel confident for having the courage to be here.  And I realize that the friends and family can love me from afar.  Well, some of them, anyhow—others are so jealous they can’t be nice, but that’s their problem and not mine.  I value everything I have learned along the way.  The planning and dreaming are exciting.  Supporting other dreamers in their quests and having their support is very nice.  Knowing that I am a strong, positive woman with a loving and supportive spouse is incredibly affirming to me.  Knowing that God loved me enough to grant me this opportunity and He will not abandon me here gives me peace.  That peace lives with me throughout all the difficult times and will carry me right on to big success.  I am living the dream and I love it!  In fact, I love every day of my life.  And what is better than that?

Thanks for being here.

Dream Big!  I Do!



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