This year, I made a promise to myself: To live.
Not to simply exist, but to have life and live intentionally.
I want to have life and give life, unfriend negativity, welcome new experiences, and find my passion.
That’s was my 2018 will be about.
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How are your new year resolutions coming along? I know January had 675 days in it, but we are finally moving along into February! {Thank goodness} I don’t know about you, but I am finally putting my foot down and doing life. The last few years I’ve been existing, but I’ve decided that I need to change that and give myself life, I need to be intentional about living.
Growing up, I was sheltered and I was basically not allowed out of the house after 5pm. Going to school dances was a process where convincing my parents was a battle. My friends stopped inviting me out to movies because they “knew your parents would say no.” I was completed heart broken because I never had that experience. Even when I had the chance, my parents made me give them the phone numbers of my friends and I had to meet them at a designated spot on the dot. It was meticulously planned. It got to a point where my dad refused to reason with me and just shoved it over as my mom’s problem. I understood why they would be worried, but at the same time I was wrapped into their issues too and unable to live without guidance.
I was glad I moved far enough away for college, because I could finally live without barriers. But it didn’t stop there, because I still lived to please my parents. I didn’t live to please myself. Whatever my true passions were, were hindered because I didn’t know better. Later people would ask me, why? And I would say, because I need their support. Because without their support, how was I going to live? Obviously, I know now their support is not as important as I once thought it was. I just wish I knew that.
This is an important lesson to everyone and I hope I catch you before you keep following a life without adventure and fear. I was given barriers and warnings on how to NOT fail, but I needed failure to succeed. But I couldn’t fail, because that is a sign of weakness. But it is a stepping stone to our highest capabilities.
Only those who risk going too far, can possibly find out how far one can go. – T.S. Elliot
That was my problem, I never risked going beyond because I was afraid. I dipped my toe in the pool, I never risked the full body cannon ball. I liked safety, I embraced it knowing what I was getting myself into. But what if I could handle the unknown? What if I was strong enough to grasp farther than I can reach? But I wouldn’t know if I didn’t try. I took the elevator, I didn’t take the stairs. But how far will I go, if I don’t take that first jump?
For the month of February, I will be dedicating my blog posts to “Intentional Living.” I’ll share how I will be living intentionally and how you can follow along too!
Are you going down the same path? Were your parents sheltering you? Leave a comment or send me a DM. Id love to chat with you!
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