I’m going to be brutally honest here. Growth sucks.
It is painful and scary, awkward and uncomfortable. It feels ugly, gangly, and embarrassing.
I am not a fan.
Except, of course, I am. Or I must be, because I keep digging deeper, pulling up my boot straps and moving forward – long past the time when any sane person would have climbed into bed, put a pillow over her head, and called it a day. Or a decade.
The pain of stretching into a new place. (Photo: Courtesy Gratisography)
See, here’s the thing.
Clearly I make a habit of being positive, uplifting, encouraging and supportive on this blog.
I do this in my “real” life, too – it’s what I do as a profession, but even moreso, it’s who I am.
I believe in it 110%, from the deepest parts of my soul.
I believe in pursuing our dreams, in following those little whispers, or big nudges – those things we long to try, and lose track of time once we’re finally doing them.
I believe that when we leap, the net appears – that when we say “yes” to our deeper calling, that we will be supported in strange and mysterious ways.
And I believe in moving forward in spite of fear, because it gets the Universe moving on our behalf, and otherwise we stay still and fail to grow in new and exciting ways.
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