I Made The First Move....

Ok...I did it...what did I do you say? I went to a place that I love and would like to be a part of and got an application. I have wanted to work in a coffee house/cafe for I don't know how long. Yes, I do have a job. No, I'm not going to quit. Yes, I do want to learn the ropes of how to run/work in a cafe. Part time. For now. Maybe.

Stepping outside your comfort zone can be very intimidating. I know, I've done it before. Somehow I end up back in my "comfort zone". Why? Fear, serious self critisim, perfectionism to the point of ...if I don't do it right the first time...I don't do it. Anyone out there have the same problem? I sure would like to know.

I know that even at my age, I can still learn to do something that I think I would love to do. I hear from lots of people to not give up on your dreams. What do you do when your dreams seem to be just inches out of your reach? Stretch up on your toes until you feel like you're going to fall off that cliff? Is there a rope to hold on to while you reach out? Or are you believing that if the next step has no place for your foot...just mid air...that you close your eyes, take a deep breath, raise up your hands.....and....GRAB!? When you open your eyes, you look down to see the world...and it's then you realize that the only thing that is holding you up is your faith in what you believe in.

Can I be that person? Can I have that kind of faith...to believe in the impossible? Right at this moment, I don't know. All I do know is that if I don't try, if I don't give it a shot, I will be forever locked inside myself, never to dream again.

Does this sound like "drama"? Maybe. Who doesn't need a little drama in their life? Sometimes drama can be fun.

Well, I think I'll leave things as is for right now. I have lots to ponder and pray about. The big thing will the the discussion with my wonderful husband. Dreams are wonderful, but decisions must be made together.

Later.....