Yesterday I wrote this post and it vanished. I stayed up last night trying to remember what I wrote. I could not. I was upset and frustrated. It was only words. But these words were from my heart.
So I decided when I finally made myself go to bed that I need to listen to those words. I need to be open to what could happen instead.
So I woke up a little early this morning and pondered this thought again.
I know several years ago I thought that my life was meant to be live one way.
I was not open to possibilities.
I thought that I did not have enough time to go back to school. So I put it off. I thought that I was doomed to work in my career. So I stayed in a job the made me unhappy but also stressed. But all that began to change four years ago.
I went back to school and received my certification in esthetics. I continued after that and am still working on my degree. I left the career that I had worked in since I was twenty and started a career as an esthetician. I began to travel again. I have taken several road trips alone. I have opened my own business.
Being open to possibility has opened so many doors for me.
I can say that I am open to possibility.
I am open to life. I am open to learning. I am open to discovery. I am open to change. I am open to challenge.
What I am not open to is negativity. Not open to bullying. Not open to being used.
I hope in all these words mean something. I began writing this as a challenge from a friend. Now I write as a challenge to myself. I will never know if my words help anyone. Nevertheless I write them because I know I am not the only one.
