I’ve always said I’m not a dreamer, that my biggest problem in choosing a path was that I had no dream to shoot for. Some people day dream about owning their own business or doing their hobby professionally. But I just wasn’t that interested in anything in particular.
I think the truth is that I was too scared to give voice to my dreams. Too afraid to write them down. If I wrote them down, made them permanent, I couldn’t hide from them anymore. For a risk-averse person, the scariest thing you can do is have a risky desire staring you in the face, the letters almost daring you.
Thinking small is so easy. Thinking
“This job is fine.”
“This town is fine.”
“My life is fine”
— it’s easy.
Big is so much more difficult. Dreaming big — or daring greatly, as Brene Brown might say — is hard.
But today I wrote down my dream, which means I’m one step closer to achieving it than I was yesterday.
becca starkes 