Last week, Terri left a heartfelt comment on my blog. She called herself a “Dream Chaser”. Isn’t that the most gorgeous description for what we are trying to do?
But one of the things she said made me really angry.
People tell me all the time I’m nuts, or they give me ‘that look’ that says “seriously you’re 49 yrs old – grow up and act it”
You know what? There are 80 year old’s going to university for the first time. There are people learning piano in their 50’s. And there are people like me, going after a big, wild, crazy dream they’ve had their whole life in their late 30’s (soon to be early 40’s – eek). What’s with only being allowed to go after that big, wild, crazy dream in your twenties? Says who? When so many people bury their true calling deep down inside, never to be realized -surely having the courage to chase after it should be applauded.
It’s hard to make that choice instead of ‘playing it safe’.
It’s even harder to get back up again if it doesn’t work the first time or go the way you planned or happen as quickly as you would like (I’m the Queen of Impatience, remember?)
To take that first step. Figuring stuff out as you go along. Constantly learning new things. Constantly trying those new things. And putting yourself ‘out there – Mirror, Mirror on the wall, that’s the scariest of them all.
The last thing you need is some idiot who says you can’t.
Because they think you can’t. You know what? Get stuffed! You are supposed to be my cheer squad. You are supposed to help me find my courage when I think I have none left. You are supposed to be there with the Kleenex and Baskin & Robbins if it doesn’t go to plan. You are meant to make the victories feel like winning an Oscar (secret childhood fantasy revealed – wanna hear my acceptance speech?)
Do not let the dream thieves in.
Do not let people steal your big wild crazy dream from you.
They don’t get to do that.