Chasing your dreams feels as good as catching them.
I didn’t know that truth until I was 37. All my life, I was too scared to even consider my dreams, much less go after them.
Our dreams, the things that set our soul on fire, are scary. And we are conditioned, through nature and nurture, to avoid things that scare us. Thinking about being a writer scared me so bad that I suppressed that dream. If you had asked me 10 years ago what I wanted to do, “Be a writer” would not have made my short list. In all honesty though, being a writer has been my dream since I was eight-years-old.
You might not know what your dreams are. You might be too afraid to admit them because admitting them would open yourself up to the reality that you are not chasing them. You might feel too old, too busy, too whatever, and recognizing your dream might be painful simply because it feels unattainable.Money, kids, age, time, lack of education and experience- all kinds of things might be in the way. Your dream might not be attainable. But can I tell you, chasing those dreams feels as good as catching them.
I know because I haven’t caught my dream. But I’m chasing it. And in the chase, I feel whole and complete. If I never become a writer or a speaker- if I don’t reach a ton of people with my words, I am content.
Going after my dream has become the dream itself.
If considering your dreams is too much, start small. You don’t have to shoot for the moon right out of the gate. Just do something you want to do.
It wasn’t my dream to be a Siren.
Until recently, I had no idea I wanted to join a Mardi Gras dancing troupe. I knew I enjoyed seeing them. I knew the women looked like they were having a blast. But until earlier this year, I didn’t know I wanted to be a part of it. What showed me? The Sirens of New Orleans. How? Because their group resonated with me. All the members looked smokin’ hot, and their excitement was contagious.
After finding out I could audition, and that my less than stellar dance moves wouldn’t automatically discount me, I tried out. Not because it was my dream, just because it was something I wanted to do.
I wanted to be a Siren, but the very act of trying out felt as good as if I would’ve been accepted.
How do I know? Either my personality wasn’t that great or my dancing is worse than I thought, because I didn’t make it. But it didn’t matter.
The rejection did not diminish the thrill of going after the thing I wanted.
What do you want? Do you want to play a sport? Write a short story? Volunteer more? Find something that gives you a “Hell Yes” feeling and go for it.
You don’t have to change the world or follow that secret dream. All you have to do is find one thing that takes some courage to go after. Once you reap the reward of giving into something you want, it will be easier to do it again.
I posted about this already, but it is my biggest thing right now. It’s not my “dream” to speak at Mom 2.0 Summit, but I want to. It was a hell yes for me. I will soon find out if my proposal was accepted. I am new to this, and I have a small following, so I honestly do not expect to be selected. This doesn’t mean I don’t believe in myself. I do. I’m being realistic. Out of 100+ people who auditioned, the Sirens selected around 15 or so. The odds weren’t in my favor.
I’m okay with being realistic about my chances. I’m okay with being rejected. After all, I now know the thrill is in the chase.
Let me encourage you to not allow fear, setbacks, failures or rejection stop you from pursuing whatever it is you want to do.
If you do, you’ll miss the thrill of the chase.