Thought of the day:
Sail Away, Sail Away
Genius, Power and Magic: Commitment and a Leap of Faith
I refuse to spend all my time doing something I’m not totally passionate about.
Bold statement, I know. One of those easier-said-than-done things. Ah, but there’s a gap in that expression. The continuum is not merely “say” or “do”. Not at all. It’s actually much simpler than that.
Let me explain.
You’ve probably heard this quote by Goethe:
Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
I love this couplet – it is language dressed to the nines, glittering diamonds draping the dots and dashes of otherwise everyday words making them beautiful.
But these words, to me, are missing something. They’re the destination, not the journey. They suggest one must know the ultimate end as though it were a painting – visualized, sketched and shaped, then painstakingly created with deliberate brushstrokes until the last drop of paint is in place and the picture is revealed.
But life doesn’t work that way.
It can’t work that way.
We just can’t know.
Enter W.H. Murray.
Mr. Murray lived centuries after Goethe and spent three years as a prisoner of war, during which time he wrote the first draft of his first book – which was subsequently destroyed by the Gestapo – on toilet paper. His was a decidedly less poetic life, though not short on boldness.
One of Murray’s books contains the following passage, often written in the form of a poem and misattributed to Goethe:
Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favor all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way.
Murray’s original work is clear: “I learned a deep respect for one of Goethe’s couplets,” he wrote at the end of that paragraph, and then quoted the more well-known genius/power/magic couplet, forever linking them and causing his words to be credited to another.
In any case, I think what he’s basically saying is this:
That’s what I believe, too. Sometimes we just have to place our faith in the universe (or God or Allah or whatever you believe in) and take that leap, knowing that each of us has within us what it takes to get where we want to be. It doesn’t even really matter if we don’t know exactly where that is.
Sometimes you just have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down.
I have leaped before, into the unknown, knowing nothing except where I wanted not to be. And I’ve found what Murray suggests to be true: Upon committing to something, things start to happen. Sometimes the path goes sideways for a bit, or even backwards, but if you stick with it you will end up where you’re supposed to be. It might not be where you wanted to end up, mind you, but it is where you’re supposed to be. I believe that to be true.
That’s why I have, again, taken the leap. I have decided to be bold and have committed to something big – something that will ultimately require change, not only for me but for my family. I did it in my usual, dramatic way (which is another post entirely) but in doing so I have allowed providence to move, and I’m already seeing the results of that in ways I never could have predicted.
I did it because I don’t want to be stuck in a life I know isn’t right.
I don’t know what the end state is, what the dream looks like, but I have begun it anyway. I have invited genius, power, and magic into my life by taking a leap.
I am building my wings as I go, and once they start to take shape I will share with you the journey they will carry me on. I don’t know what that journey is right now.
I just know what it isn’t.
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Prompt: “I refuse to spend all of my time…”
This I Know For Sure
The (tired) part of my brain that follows little Internet rabbit holes has taken over, so I haven’t finished any of the totally fabulous posts I have in draft. I know. You’re disappointed. Instead I thought I’d share some random and not-profound lessons from my week. Except it did sort of get a little bit profound towards the end. (Can something even be a little bit profound?)
1. Working, even half time, is tiring. Why is that? How come I was fine at the end of my leave even when I was busy-busy, but now having to go in to work makes me want to be asleep by 8:30?
2. I’m feeling old.
3. Or maybe I’m just trying to do too much. I’m going to be back at work full time soon so I’m not going to be able to keep doing all this.
4. (I’m not really happy about that.)
5. In an effort to acknowledge that I can’t do as much, I have had to say no to some stuff. Lesson learned.
6. The upside to this is that I’ve also learned I need to focus on the stuff that really matters to me and that I’m really excited about. There’s no point trying to write something I really couldn’t care less about. Life’s too short.
7. On a related note, I’ve got a new opportunity coming up that I’m really excited about. Stay tuned!
8. Speaking of excited, my TEDx talk is a week from tomorrow. So excited. Also? So freaking nervous.
9. I hope the audience doesn’t mind if I show up with blue hair. (If you want to help out with that Cristi’s still fundraising. Getting closer to goal! And if you want something fun for your dough, how about a tarot reading or a totally awesome necklace? Check it out! But don’t bid on the Mosaic Turquoise Agogo necklace – that’s mine.)
10. It’s been a good week, and the biggest thing I’ve learned is…
11. If you’re passionate about something and you put yourself out there, even when the odds would appear to be against you, the universe will deliver. This I know for sure.
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We had 36 people link up with us this week for Be Enough Me 4 Cancer! I can’t tell you how jazzed I am about that. This is an awesome thing to be part of and I’m so glad people are participating, not just because it’s for a good cause but also because with every post one more person tackles her insecurities. The campaign runs for two more weeks, so if you have a post on the theme of being enough (in whatever way) please come and link up with us. If you don’t have a blog, you can share your story in the comments on Monday’s post on Just.Be.Enough. or on our Facebook page.
Choices
It’s amazing what happens when we open ourselves up to new things. I didn’t know what would happen when I had a baby. When it didn’t go as expected I got stuck. And I got sick, which made it hard for me to realize there were other ways to look at the situation.
When I started blogging, I just wanted to write. I wanted to get the PPD swirl out of my head. I didn’t know that I was making a choice to share this with so many people because I didn’t know all of you were out there.
I have been afraid of things. I have had dreams and have been too scared to do anything about them. Some of my dreams are small. Some are big. Some are desires I can’t explain but that have lived in me always.
There are a lot of options before me now that relate to those dreams. I don’t mean to be cryptic, but I don’t have enough information yet to know where all this is going. I’m just trying to have faith that it’s going where it’s meant to.
At first I thought some of these things would require decisions.
But maybe “decisions” isn’t the right word. Maybe the word is “choices.”
I know what I can do, and as a result I know what I could do.
But it’s not about that. It’s about knowing – and showing – who I truly am, and that opens up a world of choices.
I love these books, and I know this quote. I saw this on a friend’s board on Pinterest today and got a little teary, because I know exactly what he means.
California BlogHer Girl
So I did it. I bought a ticket to BlogHer 11.
I knew the conference was happening. I sort of wanted to go. But me? Nah. I’m too new. I can’t go. I can’t spend the money.
But sometimes the signs point you in a different direction.
There have been a few of them (and no, they’re not the BlogHer team doing a good job at marketing!). And one day I knew it: I want to go. I need to go. I’m meant to go.
So I’m going.
I’ve told my inner introvert to suck it up and I’ve agreed to room with 3 (possibly 4?) other women I’ve never met. This means no room of my own to escape to when I need a break. This means leaving any shyness at home and letting strangers see what I look like first thing in the morning. It might mean abandoning my usual hotel-room tradition of using the close-up mirrors to examine my pores and pluck my eyebrows. (But probably not.)
I’m also going to attend a Pathfinder day, where I’ll get to participate in a workshop with one of my idols on using your blog as a life changer.
The experience might be life-changing. It might be fun. I’m definitely going to learn something. So no matter the outcome it will be worth it.
I will find alone time when I need it. But I’m expecting to find a lot of other things I think I need more.