My mom has the above quote on her fridge. It spoke volumes to her at one point, and lately I've been thinking a lot more about it.
- I would write & publish.
- I would act.
- I would go back to school and get that Library Science degree.
- I would learn to dance.
- I would finally lose the weight I want to lose.
- I would speak and tell my story.
And then I stopped to think about it again. Why was it so easy for me to come up with a list of things I would do if I knew I couldn't fail? And why does failure stop those dreams in their tracks? It's mostly a rejection issue for me.
I would act...But that means auditions and travel and not getting 'the' role.
I would go back to school...hey, I'm doing this one. Slowly but surely.
I would learn to dance...But what if I look ridiculous?
I would lose weight...Working on this one, too!
I would speak...but what if my story isn't worth hearing?
There is another quote that I think sums up why I am scared to take the risk sometimes. It goes like this:
I am ready to astound myself. How about you?