I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again (and again), you can be, do and have anything that you want.
The only thing, and I mean only thing, that is stopping you, is you. Your focus. Your beliefs. Your perspectives. Your thoughts. Your resulting emotions from all that I just listed.
The greatest news ever? A belief is just a thought you keep thinking. You can change that thought, you can change that story. You can tell a better feeling story. And thereby change your life. Now.
Every morning my HH and I walk our baby Chickens 🐣🐣 to the bus on Rumstick Road. @Cathycabral is the magical bus driver of said bus. This is one of my very favorite times of the day. Although I love pretty much every moment of my day.*
This morning as we were chatting with Dakota and Montana at the bus stop, I asked Dakota if he had his running shoes for track practice after school. I could tell by his expression he did not. The bus was to arrive in about one minute. I asked him where they were, he hesitated . . . and I just took off sprinting to the happy white pineapple 😊✨🌟💫🍍 …I *was* wearing my Hokas. 😉
As I ran down the street I could hear my HH in the distance saying, “Yeah, I don’t think you’re gonna make it.”
To be fair, there was no logical way I could make it home and back in time. But I took off anyway. I jumped anyway. I knew the Universe would take care of it, somehow.
I sprinted into the house, grabbed the Hokas, sprinted back outside and saw the bus driving by the happy white pineapple 😊✨🌟💫🍍. I waved the shoes in the air…and @Cathycabral waved back. I kept waving the shoes …and she got it. She slowed down and stopped the bus.
I sprinted even faster to the stopped bus with chills running through my body. She opened the doors and I handed the shoes to the bus attendant as Cathy asked, “Which one?”
“Dakota,” I smiled. Then I squealed “YOU’RE THE BEST!” to my co-creator in a miracle that shouldn’t have been possible. Even my HH, an amazing partner and co-creator in so many incredible things with me, doubted it.
Does this seem banal? Trivial? Are you asking “Who the hell cares about a pair of shoes you delivered to your kid who forgot them?”
If so, I totally get it. I was once like you. Always forging ahead, working-working-working-grinding-grinding-grinding-hustling-hustling-hustling…to get “there”…to the happy life, to success, to “it all.”
But, you see, “it” is all here. Now. The shoes. The wonderful bus driver. The sprint to the finish line. This is what matters.
And btw all the “big stuff” is just the same. And it will follow if you tap into the feeling now. If you find the magic, the possibility, in this “normal everyday” moment.
*Be grateful for the little things. For one day you will realize they were the big things.