D is for DARE – because it is time.
Go on, I dare you! Dive into all the delectable delights of the day. Dig deep with desire, then stand back and admire your ability to inspire, to ignite the fire within you and others who aspire to match your audacity, your ability to go out into the world and be you. If not now, when?
What are you waiting for? Yes, I’m talking to me, ah, I mean, You. OK, both / all of us.
Time is short, let’ get cracking! Or, as Steve Jobs said:
~~~Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.~~~
I read that his last words, as he was slipping out of his body and into Heaven were these: “Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow.” That gives me the smiling shivers of happy.
Flashback, 1996. I was getting ready to travel. To the U.K. and Paris. By myself. I started getting cold feet and wondered why I was doing this. Of course there was no way I was going to NOT go, but all those little swirling, twirling self-doubts were irritating, like pantyhose a size too small (yes, pantyhose were still part of my 1996 life. Zut alors. (Translation: “OH DARN!” or something.)
Here’s a Hint: REPLACE YOUR SENSE OF FEAR WITH CURIOSITY.
PRESENT TIME: Oh, that trip! It was absolutely divine. I managed the two weeks with carry on and a large tote so I wasn’t encumbered. London was lovely. Stonehenge was mystical. Glastonbury even more so. I climbed the Tor at midnight. There was a Full Moon. A band of Druids, white robes and all, was there, chanting while someone played a didgeridoo. A couple of days later I was strolling around Paris, absorbing the City of Light through sight, ART! – taste, Croque Monsieur/Café au Lait, and touch (Antoine was such a flirt, not that I minded), scent (Paris. Perfume. Got it?), and oh, the enticing sounds of the French language and the harmony of the cathedral bells and even those exotic European sirens. What a dull place my Memory Bank would be if I had not dared to get up and go.
Since that life-changing adventure, I have traveled the world, most often solo, which I find to be my preferred way. A woman I met on the street in Hong Kong seemed distressed when she asked where my (1) husband or (2) friends were and I told her I was on my own. I explained that if I had been with someone else she and I would most likely not have met. Her name is Sharon. She was on her way to work. She liked it when I spoke to her in Chinese. (All three or four phrases that I know.) Her English was impeccable. The memory of our conversation over her shared breakfast buns at the bus stop is one of my favorite souvenirs from Hong Kong.
I hope that you will dare to dive into your destiny. Dip your toes in the surf, dangle your legs over the side of the boat, dive deep into the depths of what you want to do. Become the best version of you.
Life is a great big canvas. Throw all the paint you can on it. –Danny Kaye
This truly is the time of your life. Absorb the fact that you’re reading these words as the nudge you have been asking for. I dare you – get out there where the Magic is.