After a long break from writing, I was getting edgy, cranky and unsettled. I was feeling annoyed at myself for not moving forward. I got caught up in a lot of work, travelling and, well, life, and whilst I enjoyed the break, I felt like I needed to get back to taking steps towards what I really wanted. But I didn’t have time. Maybe I couldn’t put a lot of time into my project, but I could put a small amount of time aside to take a really small step each day.
And I realised that just taking the steps was all I needed. I felt calmer, happier just knowing I’d made a small step forward. Not only because It got me closer towards a dream, but also because I actually enjoy it and not doing it frustrates me.
Waiting, postponing and being too busy to even make the smallest step was eating me up. Frustrating me. I know it’s not about the ‘getting there’ – it’s the journey. It’s not about knowing that it’s all going to work out – it’s knowing that you have faith taking the steps and even if it doesn’t work out, I’ve enjoyed the steps living the way I want, right now.
It’s about making the smallest snippet of time in a busy life to take a small step towards what you really want to be doing. Towards a dream, and idea, a business, a book. Whatever it is. All those small steps add up and one day, you realise you’re there, or nearly there, or a lot closer and a lot happier!