The opportunity I imagined knocked on my door last week. I didn’t exactly slam the door shut, but my sigh of relief was cosmic when it faded back into the wallpaper. Amazing! I can want something, take a few puny steps in its direction; then when it peeks its head around the corner I hesitate. Run scared.
“Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity.” – Seneca
It’s time to be prepared. REALLY prepared. Not just “blah, blah, blah – I’m a big talker” prepared. I can sit on my sofa and imagine big stuff – events very different from my workaday world. But I move slowly; I’m comfortable, safe. Then I get antsy; claim boredom – take a few more puny steps. Talk – talk – talk. Fear; it’s all fear. And boy did I feel it last week. What am I scared of – Failing? Succeeding? Both?
The opportunity will return. Time for my steps to be more substantial; put my money where my mouth is as “they” say. Go! Do. I’m feeling lucky.
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“It’s the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.” ― Paulo Coelho
