The days pass by like minutes and the weeks pass by as quickly as days now. Life gets busier and as the weather changes, I’ve found myself struck with sickness (as always around this time of year). But being forced to stay home has its perks too. Recently, I’ve gotten really into Game of Thrones. Truth is, up until about a week ago, I hadn’t been a GOT viewer. Shame, I know, as it is probably one of the best shows in production these days. I’ve only finished the first season, so please no spoilers!
Aside from Game of Thrones and work and all that, I’ve found myself investing more into my own projects the last month. The hardest part about moving to the things we want is deciding to let go of the things that don’t want us. The worries that haunt us in the back of our minds. The preconceived ideas of what others will say about us. At some point, despite all the obstacles you may see and all the fears that echo inside, you just have to look at all of it and just say screw it. And go for it.
Too often I’ve seen people who want all these glamorous things: shiny fancy cars, heaps of cash in their bank accounts, vacations to far away places, a life of no work and all play. The truth is, there’s no play without a considerable amount of work that precedes all the fun. We can want all these things or want something entirely different, sit in our rooms with our eyes closed praying to whatever spirits or gods we believe in, but nothing will happen. Not unless you get up, make a plan, and do what you say you’re going to do.
We attract what we put out into the world and if all we put out into the world is a bunch of wishful thoughts and fantasies, all we are going to get is misread situations and missed happenings. If we put our actions into the world, we will receive the same back. No misread situations or missed happenings. You will receive something in return. But of course, it all takes time. And commitment.
I made the decision in March to grow my hair out, after cutting it short about two years ago just before my twenty-first birthday. Growing my hair out has been like going through puberty all over again, but I was happy this time. I’m still not at the length I want yet, but as with anything good, it takes time to arrive at the desired result. And heck yeah, there have been plenty of times where I wanted to go to the salon and fix my bowl cut looking hair. But I thought about the end goal and stopped myself.
Life is short but our goals and our plans don’t have to sit in the dream bank because of it. We may not be able to sit in our chairs and conjure up all the money we want, but we can go out into the world, throw a jacket on, dig up some dirt, save some money, and go where we want to. Not a single dream was conquered by dreaming. It was conquered by doing.
These days, I trust what my gut tells me. If I want to go out and take lots of pictures, I go for a drive, find a new place, and take as many pictures as I please. I exercise regularly and eat better because I feel stronger when I do. Getting to the end goal is about baby steps. You do what you have to because you can’t just magically float to the top of the ladder. You have to climb. Every step. Even if it takes longer than you anticipate, you have to do it if you want it all. Because if you want it that badly, it won’t matter how long it takes, just as long as you don’t stop until you get there. And then once you’re there, you keep going, or you adjust your plans and start again.
