Butterflies and Buttercream frosting

After Christmas break with the family, I realized that the only way I can become the person I want to become is to take bolder steps. In You are a Badass at Making Money, Sincero specifically speaks about hesitation and analyzation. On page 90 she writes, "As we embark here on busting you on your limiting beliefs, I want to caution you against you getting so wrapped up in processing your blocks that you don't take the action necessary to change your life."

In addition to Sincero, Adam Lodocle also warns about over analyzation in dating. He specifically coins the term "analysis paralysis". Although dating isn't a topic I'm concerned about right now, the term seems to fit my life to a tee. I have so much analysis paralysis when it comes to figuring out if I should be teaching, event planning, or writing a best selling novel (joke on the best selling part; no one even knows this blog exists) lol.

Today I did something scary. I found an event planner close by, and I called her. I wrote myself a script before I called and made sure to include words "passionate, interested, and love" when I was talking about setting up a meeting. She didn't pick up. I left a voicemail though, so fingers crossed. I'm proud of myself for taking baby steps. Even if she doesn't respond, I at least had the guts to call her.

In the book Essentialism, McKeown cautions his readers to realize that if they don't take a hold of their life then they will be a part of someone else's dream. This warning resonates well with me because I have seen it happen before in previous jobs of mine. If you don't carve out time for yourself and your dreams you will just become overworked, under-utilized, and stressed out.

In conclusion, what I'm trying to say is that I need to take bolder steps, carve out time for myself, stop hesitating, and just go for it.

The first time I rode the Dragster at Cedar Point, I was petrified and I freaked myself out. Too tall. Too fast. Too wicked. Once I was seatbelted into the ride, there was no way out but to continue onto the track. And off Maria and I went at 120mph up, upside down, and back down.

As corny as a roller-coaster metaphor is, I need to stop waiting in line to live out my dreams and seatbelt myself in for the thrilling ride of life.

Okay I'm done with the puns. Happy Wednesday :)