...how about we start?

While reading listen to:

How about we start checking off the boxes beside our long written wishes?

Waking up in the morning, we choose to put our right foot first on the floor. We choose to breathe first and speak second. We choose to jump and trust that somehow, someone, somewhere, will catch us. Understand us. Accept us. Love us.

We choose to articulate what we always wanted to say. We choose to bask in our accomplishments and celebrate simple wins. We choose to set standards and a timeline for our life the way we see it fit. We choose to be honest with ourselves and those closest to us. We choose to dance at times it feels right and rest at those that feel too dreadful to take on at the time.

If the starting point of your life long run would look out on your path; to all the stops, little wins, challenges, daunting obstacles and major accomplishments too, how much easier would it be for you to cross that dreadful line in front of you? How much easier would it be for you to run, full speed ahead and come out on the other side the way you always felt were meant to be. Change doesn't happen If you are standing still, looking at the line in front of your running shoes. And no matter how many breaths you take, how many encouraging words you hear, the dread will still be there.

How about I chose to do what I always loved. I chose to put words together and create a little gallery of thoughts for myself. I chose to share it with the world, with you. I chose to write my diploma in Provence like I always wanted.

But first and foremost, I chose myself and my heart. I chose to follow the pull.

How about we do that together?