So last week, I wrote about never having a clue what I wanted to be when I grew up. As I finished that post and replied to some of your comments, I realized I had only really told half of the story, the easy half.
The more difficult half of the story is WHY I have never wanted to define my future. To answer that question I have to dig a lot deeper.
I guess it all boils down to FEAR. I am afraid of sharing my deepest desires (especially with myself) because many of them feel very out of my reach. I am afraid of setting my expectations too high only to feel gut-wrenching disappointment when they are not met. I am afraid of establishing goals that I might not attain.
And so I have settled for a life without thoughtful plans. But I know I need to conquer this fear. Because I know that not until I define my aspirations, will I be able to work towards making them a reality. And I don’t want to stumble my way through life.
Why is it so scary to define our heart desires, put in writing the person we’d love to become?
PS – Today my friends Spence Smith and Lynn Moore are finishing an IronMan (2.4 Mile Swim, 120 Mile Bike, 26.2 Mile Run). Talk about seeing people have made a lofty and scary goal a reality. They are an inspiration for us all!