Dream Big!

Back then, they didn't want me…

I was on the phone with a friend this weekend and we were talking about how lucky we were to be young, resourceful and energetic with college degrees. Not college degrees are the end all and be all of being able to do what you want in life. It just helps out…a lot. And it doesn't matter what you studied either. I know an author who had a bachelor's and master's degrees in electrical engineering. She even worked in the field for seven years. It wasn't a waste of time though. Her time in the field of engineering provided her with the strengths and abilities to completely change careers.

It's a wonderful thing to be able to change your mind. While its easier for someone without major commitments to pack up their things and go on a four month road trip across the country, its not the end of your dream if you're married and/or have children. Your dreams just take a little more planning.

But my point is to dream big. You never know what will happen. One the most influential poems to me is "Our Greatest Fear" by Marianne Williamson. If you're not familiar with poem, it is the poem that was recited in the movie "Coach Carter." I've known about this poem for a couple of years now - I discovered it during my senior year of high school. I would like to thank Miss Azya Maxton for bringing it back to my remembrance. It reads:

It is our light not our darkness that frightens us/ Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate/ Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure…

There's a lot more to that poem and you can read it in its entirety at http://explorersfoundation.org/glyphery/122.html. But it is a very moving piece. Why be afraid of what you can accomplish? Embrace who you are and your wildest dreams. You might just be surprised. Don't let you or anyone else limit you. The challenges that you may face or might be facing right now only make for a better interview on Oprah or Barbara Walters. I'll see you there…

And after all, if a pudgy, poor, not particularly good looking man by the name of Mike Jones can have millions screaming his name, anything is possible. ;)

P.S. It's so great to have an audience who wait with baited breath for my weekly diatribes, but the impatient emails have got to stop. I GOT THIS!!!!!

P.P.S. I'll be 24 years old Saturday, September24!!!!!!!