Are limiting beliefs holding you back?

As dusk slowly falls over the city, humans emerge to gather at the local watering holes. Lights come on, and the scent of dinner arrives from many directions.

Sitting out on the balcony of my hotel, overlooking the main street of Townsville, I’m restless.

I sit here as a pretty lucky person. A week here on business, an all expenses paid trip to the other side of my country, because they respect my knowledge and appreciate my help. I don’t really have much time to explore the surroundings.

Although, even if I had all the time in the world, I’m not sure what I’d do with it.

Interesting, because I know I could be doing more, for the community, for myself. Living the life I design, rather than the life I’ve been given. I read of so many people doing what I’d love to be doing, running exciting new businesses, helping people, travelling the world on nothing but love, enthusiasm, and some entrepreneurial determination.

This mindset shift has been coming for a long time. Creeping up like a black panther stalking me across white snow, it’s no surprise, but it’s still intimidating.

Elegant, beautiful, yet terrifying.

At least it seems that way, probably because I don’t completely understand it. Or is it that I don’t understand myself and my deepest desires? My recent soul-searching has been, and continues to be, an amazing journey. With every dawn I have a deeper appreciation for the beautiful dark night that was.

With every new day I also have a greater enthusiasm for pushing back against the status quo, challenging the rules and allowing my fundamental values to spill out into the world and get crazy and messy and sexy.

And getting crazy messy sexy is always a bunch of fun.

So what’s the next step? I know the logic, and the change is simple. Throw my ideas at the wall and see what sticks.

But I’m afraid. Clearly, or I’d be doing these things already.

I can easily sit back and say, “When I’m travelling, while I’m exploring, it will be easy! I’ll have heaps of time!” The dream is solid, real, and it taps at my shoulder every night, waiting for me to turn and follow.

Yet here I am.

Unsure of my next move.

And time clearly isn’t the problem.

I’m unsure of where my passions intersect with the ideas that can support my lifestyle while I explore my passions 😉

I suppose this is all part of the fun though, and I really can’t complain with the life I’m living. I’m grateful for a ridiculous amount of awesomeness, truly amazing people, and all the freedom in the world to follow my dreams once I understand them and allow myself to walk through door number two.

I realise I’ve reached a point in my evolution where my triangle is out of balance. Where my body and spirit are soaring, and the mind is scared to leave the ground. As these three hold hands, two can only fly so high while the third is scared of heights.

Much to develop, there is.

I’m slowly realising that by surrounding ourselves with people who are already on the path we’re looking to explore, the impossible becomes possible.

The daunting becomes exciting.

The worst case scenarios begin to shift from catastrophes to more trivial escapades.

Not the end of the world, that’s for sure.

Much to play with, I see.

So on we go into the playground of my consciousness, to explore the environment, to experiment, to fall, to graze my mind’s knees and to get back up again.

Playtime.

What’s holding you back from exploring your dreams?