I am feeling something I haven't felt for a while... strong and in control. I had given my control away, I thought I had to do this to have what I wanted. I was wrong, I had to be in control to have what I wanted. I remember nearly two years ago when I knew, I mean I really knew without a doubt that I was meant to do something. I didn't just think it, I knew it... I knew it in my heart. I put myself out there.
Even when it looked like it wouldn't happen, I still believed... I never gave up and within six months it happened. I was over joyed, so thrilled that I was fulfilling something that I knew I was meant to do. I also remember everyone questioning me about how I was going to handle it not lasting, here is what I knew then, I knew that I was only meant to be there in that place for a time. When it all came to an end, I surprised everyone when I was happy; exuberant even.
'hmm' moment. I cannot ignore those moments, they mean more than we think they do. If we brush them off, we are not believing in ourselves. I believe in myself and I believe in what I know... why did I let myself give up on what I knew? Fear? I thought my dream was too big? I didn't feel I was worthy?
"Everything you want, also wants you" ~ Jack Canfield