Goals*

Are you what you wanted to be when you grow up? I am becoming that
person. Through training physically, spiritually, and by getting off my
butt and actually setting and achieving goals, I am becoming what I
wanted to be as a little girl. And it feels good.

The funny thing is, none of my accomplishments came from a New Years
resolution, or a dare, a bet, or a commitment I made to any one person.
My accomplishments came from somewhere deep within myself. When I
started dreaming, nobody held me back. Nobody told me what was
unreasonable. I was the one who hesitated. I was the one that didn't
think I was cut out to achieve my dreams. I was the one who deciphered
society's messages - making them mean that I'm unqualified, that I'm not
good enough.

I still have those days. The days where I feel nothing but defeat. The
days when I realize that my goals are quite lofty. The days when I get
lazy. And, unfortunately, those days can often trail on - becoming a
chain that holds me down. The longer I go without believing again, the
longer I go doubting myself again, the harder it is to put my wings back on.

I think I'm at that place. I'm finally remembering what it's like to
fly. I now have lofty goals again. Goals that will not devastate me if
they go unreached - but rather will challenge me to rethink my plan of
action. I'm setting new goals in my life right now that will further
help me learn more about who I want to become ...now that I've finally
discovered who I am right now.

I hope you are setting goals. Come fly with me.

* This post was never intended to be cheesy. Sometimes the cheese comes
on all by itself!