This past week and a half has seen me take a small leap in the right direction of my dreams. For those who don’t know my story, I have written a couple of posts on the topic, but in brief – I want to travel again and have a location independent income to help us do that.
Last week I handed my notice in at my job in order to focus full time on my business.
I ended up having an interesting conversation with someone at work who didn’t know my background, didn’t know we’d home educated our kids and didn’t know we gave everything up to travel. She said – I’d love to do stuff like that, I wish I was as brave as you.
And this got me thinking. I don’t really see myself as someone who is brave, I still see me as someone who is scared to phone people, scared to go into a crowded room and scared to do a whole other load of things.
What also got me thinking is that actually, I’m pretty sure that really this person would NOT choose to do the things I’ve done even if she was ‘brave’. So why is she beating herself up over not being something when the outcome might not be what she wants anyway?
Is it just our way to acknowledge the achievements of others by bringing others down? Or are we wishing we were braver in our own dreams, but projecting it on to others.
I’m not sure, but what I do know is this:
If we want something badly enough, we should do it. We should make a plan and do it.
Not brave enough? If you have a plan of action behind you then that will help. Promise.
You need to want it though. There’s no point wishing you were braver to do something that has no relevance to your life.
I feel scared or apprehensive about situations all the time. It’s a sign that I’m living! I hated having to tell people I was leaving work, unsure of what they would think of me or what they would say. But I did it and it wasn’t all that hard. Just a little leap.
And big leaps, when you look at them, are just these little leaps joined together.