friday's confession: I surprise myself
Here's what I realized a few days ago: there is now way that I could have planned out where I am in my life right now, at this moment.
Hear me out.
If you had told me five years ago that I would leave my good-paying with benefits job at a well-respected San Francisco non-profit where I was working as an Events Manager (my dream job, y'all) to take a retail job and branch out into the scary unknown of starting my own business and working for myself, I would have told you that you were straight-up crazy. Crazy!
And look where I am now.
If you had told me just six months that I would start painting (what!?) after just a single weekend retreat and that I would have an etsy shop showcasing said paintings and I'd be well on my way of becoming a professional artist and card designer, I would have told you that you were delusional.
What I've realized is that I didn't get here by making some crazy leap. I got here by taking single steps, every day, one at a time.
Sometimes the big picture can be really scary. Sometimes looking at where you want to be, figuring out how to get there all at once, can by absolutely paralyzing.
Sometimes all you need to do is take just one step. And then one more.
You might just surprise yourself with how far you can go.