Once upon a time . . .
Once upon a time, there was a quiet young girl who was afraid of everything -- people, going places, doing new things, change, the dark, not being accepted/liked, being made fun of, and most of all, she was afraid of herself.
She spent a great part of her life trying to figure out what made her tick .. why she would react a certain way, why she liked certain things and why she was so afraid. Although once in a while she was able to gather courage and do adventurous things, she remained afraid. She was afraid of not being good enough, of having initial success then be unable to sustain it, of being noticed then considered a fraud, of not having money to live in a comfortable way. So she took jobs she knew she could do, strictly for the money. Although they rarely turned out to be fulfilling, she put her heart and soul into them, leaving little time or energy for the things she loved.
As she got older and wiser, she found people she could trust and supported her. She felt loved and returned the love but nothing seemed to give her the kick to remove the fear and go for what she really loved to do, what she was passionate about. Instead, she saw it as a distant possibility. It was safer that way -- seeing it in the distance from a safe place.
One day, she realized her life has been on hold for far too long and it was time to push herself into action. She made calls, created business cards, handed them out to different businesses and to people she knew who might be interested in her services. The orders came in quicker than expected. She got a break and the money was enough to allow her to quit her secure job and follow her passion. She was terrified but kept pushing forward, not allowing herself to look back at what she left behind. As a result, she was able to make her passion her career and means of support. Her life opened up in ways she always hoped for but thought impossible to have. Friends and family cheered her on and she blossomed beyond her imagination and achieved many goals she had set long ago along with new, more amazing ones. Life is good for her.
She spent a great part of her life trying to figure out what made her tick .. why she would react a certain way, why she liked certain things and why she was so afraid. Although once in a while she was able to gather courage and do adventurous things, she remained afraid. She was afraid of not being good enough, of having initial success then be unable to sustain it, of being noticed then considered a fraud, of not having money to live in a comfortable way. So she took jobs she knew she could do, strictly for the money. Although they rarely turned out to be fulfilling, she put her heart and soul into them, leaving little time or energy for the things she loved.
As she got older and wiser, she found people she could trust and supported her. She felt loved and returned the love but nothing seemed to give her the kick to remove the fear and go for what she really loved to do, what she was passionate about. Instead, she saw it as a distant possibility. It was safer that way -- seeing it in the distance from a safe place.
One day, she realized her life has been on hold for far too long and it was time to push herself into action. She made calls, created business cards, handed them out to different businesses and to people she knew who might be interested in her services. The orders came in quicker than expected. She got a break and the money was enough to allow her to quit her secure job and follow her passion. She was terrified but kept pushing forward, not allowing herself to look back at what she left behind. As a result, she was able to make her passion her career and means of support. Her life opened up in ways she always hoped for but thought impossible to have. Friends and family cheered her on and she blossomed beyond her imagination and achieved many goals she had set long ago along with new, more amazing ones. Life is good for her.
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