(also known as, Embracing Discomfort: The Path to Fulfilling Your Purpose)

I’m thinking about what it means to move into action.

I can’t help but reflect on the unrealized brilliance that exists in so many of our communities. Everyone has that one uncle who, between sips of rum and billowing smoke, shares his dreams. We all have that elder who looks back in old age reflecting on dreams deferred. Vision.  We aren’t short on vision, but execution is a pilgrimage. So many never make it out alive.

And so I’m thinking about moving into action and considering the advice I’d give my little girl self. I would tell her to step into it. To have courage. I would remind her that no one can think like she thinks, no one can do what she is predestined to do in the earth. I would tell her to work for it —- to embrace discomfort. I would remind her that discipline is better than motivation and that anything worth attaining doesn’t come without sacrifice. I would tell her to do it for an audience of one. 

I would remind her that the road map is already in her and that all the fellowships and accomplishments won’t shift her into her purpose if she doesn’t move. Leap. Take the chance. Seize the moment. Bet on her.