Recently I wrote about continuing to pursue your dreams even if you didn’t achieve them the first or second time. Well, I made another go at mine this past weekend—one that’s for something other than books—and I have to tell you: I didn’t reach them.
Sure, there were other wonderful moments. I met some new people. There were some signs that I am on the right path. I received the encouragement to keep going. And I will...
But.
It’s time to surrender.
I’m learning, albeit slowly, how to keep moving forward after surrendering. It sometimes seems like I’m living in a cloud as I attempt to keep my feet on the ground I know while my head is still filled with a dream deferred.
It hasn’t happened for me yet. I don’t know how it’s going to happen. I just know it will.
The burning in our hearts for our dreams is a sign we are on the right track. Perhaps the puzzle pieces haven’t lined up. Heck, some of the puzzle pieces might not have arrived yet. But it’s coming together.
Right now, though, it’s about surrendering once again. Being willing to hand the pieces I have in my fist that don’t fit right now to something bigger, someone bigger than my human self.
Have you ever felt that way?
Surrendering is a tough term for me. It used to mean powerlessness. Now I see it as the place I come to when I have to trust there’s something more guiding me, which I believe. I can’t do it all myself, even though I sometimes forget that. I have to surrender to something outside myself to bring my dreams about.
How do you feel about surrender? What does it look like for you? Is there something you need to surrender, even for a time? Join me. Let’s see what happens.
Right now it’s the only happiness I see.