As I thoroughly savor the experience of being a part of Education Week this week, I look back to about six years ago, before I began speaking there, and marvel at what has taken place.
Because of this, I have to share just a thought about having faith in your personal dreams--I mean the ones that you are holding deep in your soul and not letting take flight.
When my babies were just that, babies, I desired to share messages of value to women. But it seemed out of my reach for many reasons--exhaustion, fear, lack of time, unsupportive husband, dysfunctional families, you name it, all affecting my personal desires.
But step by step, little by little, I moved forward. I read a little here, spoke a little there, applied it to my own marriage and family and before you know it, here I am doing and living the dream and very life that I had envisioned but was afraid would never have.
Dear ladies, DO NOT GIVE UP ON YOUR DREAMS! Whatever they may be. Whether it's a healthy marriage, secure finances, painting or writing, whatever it is do not think for a second you can't do it. Of course you can. You must be willing to put forward some energy and some faith--no matter your specific spiritual persuasions--which both actually end up being one and the same.
I learned this again this past year when we did Weekend for Women, a gutsy adventure for me. I was thrilled that Fox News called to say we would be on their program the day before the conference to talk about the conference. My mom and another LIFEChange board member were flying in that morning and I could quickly squeeze it in for the promotion of the event that we needed.
The morning of I decked out in my suit and even my fat tourniquet (those "body sizers" that about suck your life blood) and began the drive to Salt Lake (after major choreography with sitter, etc.) En route I received a beautiful and apologetic call from the show's producer saying it was impossible to do it that morning because they had one anchor out on illness and three live shots (which is unusual and difficult with one anchor). She had pored over and scaled the schedule to get even two minutes and said she was still two minutes over with the scaling down and without us being on.
I told her that I completely understood and was about to hang up the phone when I got a feeling of peaceful hope. So I said to her (being my bold self) that if things changed I had my cell on me and I would be at the airport (which HAPPENED to be right by Fox studios).
As I drove to the airport I considered changing out of that uncomfortable fat squeezer and into jeans (which I had brought for the weekend) but the thought came, show a little faith here. So I stayed in my suit.
I picked up my mother (flight was EARLY--who has heard of that?) and the other lady right on time. We had just barely left the airport when Fox News called and said, Um, we have had some cancellations and have a few minutes open, are you interested? We whipped a u-ie and laughed ourselves sick as I was driving, trying to find the right street to get back on the highway, and the both of them tried to fluff my hair and refresh my makeup.
We arrived and I literally ran from the car into the back door where I was shown to the studio, and we were live!
It was an amazing experience to me to remember the power of faith. Putting one step forward, remembering the purpose of your dream, is powerful stuff.
It doesn't matter your age, situation, hair color or shoe size. Your dream matters and it CAN come true. You must be willing to make the commitment to it. It doesn't matter if it takes one year or 10 years, it is worth every hour, thought and sacrifice to become who you desire to be.
All my best,