Anyone who knows me knows that I am a cryer. If I am happy, I cry. If I am angry, I cry. If I am frustrated, I cry. If I am sad, I cry. If I am proud, I cry. If I am overwhelmed, I cry.
Basically, tears come to my eyes a lot. The tears I love the most though, are the ones that come when I feel that I am on the right path. The tears that come when I have a moment where I realise that everything is as it should be.
Yesterday I received sign after sign that my life is supposed to shift. Today I felt that in my soul as I read feedback from my teacher in my Children’s Writing course.
I felt a bit silly applying to complete this course but I shouldn’t have; this course will assist me in a way that my Master’s was unable to. In reality I would like to be a published author, beyond this blog. I believe that this course will assist me to overcome the ‘blind spots’ that have until now, restricted me from achieving this dream/goal.
I was reading my teacher’s website and the tears pricked my eyes. Her words promised me that my dream/goal could be achieved.
I need to work hard towards achieving it.
I need to stop defeating myself.
I need to have faith that my writing is good enough.
I need to believe that I deserve the realisation of my dream/goal.
And so that is the direction of my development. Hard work. Faith. Overcoming fear and the belief that I don’t deserve everything that I want.
Isn’t that the journey that we are all on for at least some of our life.