Swerve Left, Truck

This is me right now. Part of me is soft, irresistible, lovely sand ready to be molded into amazing things that are only being imagined. The other part is plowed over by a big 'ole truck.

Tomorrow I launch my Inspiration Exchange Project. It's an idea that popped into my head that I couldn't shake. I tried to set it down and tiptoe away quietly, like I did with the babies years ago. But just like those babies, this idea would sense me inching away and demand my attention. 

I'm excited! One thing that goes into every business decision I make is that there has to be potential for moving even one person closer towards her/his best life. Check. My gut feeling, reinforced by people I've shared the project with, is it could really have an impact for both the giver and the receiver. It's putting my beliefs about creating right out there. It's ME stepping boldly one step closer to MY best life. 

It could totally flop. (Insert big truck headed straight for me). People could judge me for my ridiculous idea. I could lose some credibility. The little voice inside my head that says that I'm not good enough could throw a party and get really loud and obnoxious until I start to listen.

I'm going to do it. I'm going to launch this little baby project. I can't control what happens beyond throwing it out there and diligently managing it. What I can do is make the choice to focus on the soft sand. Make the choice to know although the tire tread is there and it would be easy to get caught up in worrying about the what if's, I'm not going to. I will make the choice to breathe, believe, connect, have fun.