From the time I was a little girl, I looked for a place to hide. Most often, I found that place between the covers of a book.
Looking from outside myself, I see this little girl with long brown hair, big cheeks, very often a red nose from life threatening allergies, and hazel eyes… crawling inside of the pages, not just observing but becoming a character in the book because it was a happier, safer place. That little girl landed in forests, toy chests, and boarding schools just to name a few!
She got to choose the world that she was living in simply by the book she chose to read. A choice that she wished she had in real life.
When she opened the cover, nothing could keep her from diving in! The happiest place that she ever landed was between the cover of a book entitled “ Daddy Long Legs” by Jean Webster. As a matter of fact, her whole life she dreamed of that as her reality.
She always wanted to write stories that would touch people in the same manner that the stories that she read touched her. Oddly enough, but not coincidentally because she never believed in those (coincidences) – life provided her with her very first story.
BUT…she was afraid.
She was afraid that she was not good enough, not skilled enough, but mostly she was scared that she would fail.
She tried to fit into the world of “normal.” Wife. Mom. Daughter. Sister. Friend. But, The longing to write never went away. And, she was far from normal. It would seem that God made her exceptional!
She fought a battle between her dreams and what she perceived that the world expected of her. She did not factor in what God had planned for her! (Spoiler alert – God wins in the end!)
That little girl, the one that was carried off to far away places – magical places – was still living inside of me. One day, a very special person gave me the key to a vault where I could place my fear and lock it away – forever.
They asked me, “Now that fear cannot touch you, what do you want to do?”
Suddenly, all of the color and magic and power from the worlds that used to carry me away to safety were at my fingertips.
First, I had to tell the story of why I was hiding. Then, the magic, my magic- the magic that was intended for me to bring to the world could start.
If someone were to give you that same magical key, where you could lock your fear away forever – what would you do?
I can tell you in the eyes of people – you will never be good enough. Never. Never. Ever. Ever. Someone who is unhappy in their own life will be waiting to throw shade on you thinking it will make them shine brighter. Negative Nancy is waiting right around that corner that you are approaching. Just keep walking.
Walk faster toward your dreams. Your goals. Negative Nancy cannot keep up with the pace of someone in hot pursuit of destiny. It takes her too much energy trying to distract you from yours. The energy she expends being negative slows her down. If you just keep on keeping on, you will leave her in your dust and she will attack the next person that walks by. She is standing still at that corner that you have passed on your way to greatness.
She is fear. She cannot follow you when you decide to leave her behind. You do not need a vault. You do not need a key. You simply need passion, motivation, commitment, and drive to keep on walking.
She might try to grab onto your ankle and hold you back but if you keep walking she will let go.
You are stronger than fear.
You may not succeed. You just might fail. In a BIG WAY!
But, this girl – yes the one that used to hide can tell you that trying is much more fun than hiding!
Until Next Time,