What happens when you remove all impediments but your own fear?
That is my “BIG QUESTION”—the question my life endeavours to answer.
Everyone’s life has purpose—everyone’s birthplace, situation, those circumstances into which you were born and seemingly have had no say in and no control over in this life—have purpose.
What have I been born into? An easy life. Born in a first-world country. Into a family that struggled a little for the finer things in life but none for basic needs. Privileged enough to attend university and earn two degrees. Lucky enough to secure a good job directly out of school. Never having experienced a single injury, serious illness, nor accident. Having the privilege to stay home with my children past infancy into their childhood. Wanting only for the occasional vacation, but, otherwise wanting for nothing. How did I earn such a privileged life? And why?
Because this is my gift: to experience a life in which all physical impediments to my success—to fulfilling my purpose in this life—are removed and all that’s left is me. It’s all on me.
Eek.
As I’ve sarcastically commented too many times: “but, no pressure…”. No excuses. No hurdles to leap. No boundaries to cross. No external resistance to overcome. Nothing but my own self-created, internally constructed walls to climb or break down. My own mindfields and terror barriers built of fear and self-doubt and self-guilt.
So, what happens when you remove all impediments but your own fear? Apparently, in my case anyway, you still struggle. But, isn’t that the truth for all of us?
Regardless of the circumstances into which we were born, or the circumstances into which we landed ourselves afterward, we all have to choose: to advance into unchartered territory or to stay in safety. How?
I’ve started to tell myself the most comforting and confidence-invoking words I’ve ever heard. I don’t believe anyone has ever said them to me, but that’s okay. I’ve started saying them to myself:
“You’ve got this.”
Stand in front of the mirror and look directly, unswervingly, into your own eyes—the windows into your own soul—and say to yourself: “You’ve got this.”
Because I do. You do. You’ve Got This.