I walked toward the ocean today to do some work outside. As I basked in the warm sunshine, feeling the sun on my legs and arms for the first time in a while, the thought occurred to me:
This was my vision.
I am doing the thing I said I wanted to do. I’m doing the thing I said I would do.
Maybe not yet everything I envisioned, and maybe the timing and duration are not quite what I had in mind, but the general feeling of it…this is it.
This was my dream.
I am doing it.
Visions Into Reality
I am running my NYC real estate business from the west coast.
Last year, I set an intention to do a 200-hour yoga teacher training this year. I have completed my 200-hour yoga teacher training and a yin yoga teacher training.
I taught my first yoga class last night.
I had a small dream seed to nurture my role as a healer, and I became a reiki practitioner.
I had a clear vision of evolving my real estate practice to focus on the part I do best — coaching my clients through change — and charging for that service like I do with other coaching clients.
Now some of my real estate clients are paying me for my coaching services up front, outside of commission on a potential transaction.
These things were once ideas in my head and whispers in my heart. Now they are real.
Logistics = Fear
Other people had so many questions, doubts, and skepticism about my dreams.
How is it going to work? How can you run a NYC real estate business from out of the city? How are you going to get clients? Why would a client pay for a service you’ve been giving for free? Are you really going to leave New York?
In fairness, some of those doubts came from inside me. I wondered if I had it in me to disrupt my routine, to take a break from trapeze and trampoline, to fall behind my progress and my peers.
I worried about whether I was the type of person who could find stability in a nomadic life.
New York water runs through my blood. My feet know the cracks of the concrete jungle. Would I be able to find my footing on the unstable sand of California’s beaches?
For years, as I nurtured the seeds of this vision, one question kept arising:
How’s it going to work?
How will I manage?
Could I really do this?
Will I really do this?
One thing I’ve learned in my years of coaching people through major life change and big transactions is that questions about logistics come from fear.
Sometimes you don’t know how, and it doesn’t really matter. Because most of the HOW isn’t in your hands anyway.
The How that you control is:
- have a clear, compelling vision and a purpose that drives you.
- be willing to release what no longer serves you
- summon courage, faith, and trust
- take the big, bold steps to your dreams
- surrender to Divine will
When you do these things, persistently and consistently, without looking for the results, the Divine Source steps in to help.
Mother Earth holds you from below. Father sky protects from above. The elements of air, fire, water, and earth, the sun and the moon and the energy of the universe come together in support of those who believe in their vision and who take bold action toward their dreams.
For years, I wondered if this was real. I questioned why nothing was happening.
When my arms got tired, my team of coaches held the space for my dreams and reminded me: “it’s happening,” even when I couldn’t feel it or see it.
“Divine timing,” they would each remind me.
Now I see it. I feel it.
Appreciating Where I Am
It’s not all in place just yet. There are courses and offerings to launch, invitations to make, a new website to complete. The “to-do list” is never-ending.
Instead of looking at what’s missing or what’s still undone, I choose to look at where I am and how far I’ve come.
I refuse to create more space for the doubts and skeptics, the judgments and questions.
Sometimes we need to stop looking at what’s next and celebrate where we are. Breathing in the ocean air on this mid-July day, I celebrate all that I am and who I have become on this journey.
It wasn’t easy, but I did the thing I said I wanted to do. I trusted. I surrendered.
And here I am, at the banks of the Pacific, breathing in the ocean air.
It is happening.