The Den, Chelsea states this year's mantra: work for it. I read this post and I am bolstered, encouraged, reminded of what's to come. Every thing I want or want to produce is going to take work, and lots of it. For my dreams to come to fruition, it is I who has to see them realized, by doing what needs to be done. Perhaps it is the impending decade mark (30!), but I have embraced my responsibility in a way I've not embraced it before. My feet feel very 'on the ground', and my shoulders have adjusted to the weight of what I sense is coming my way. If I am to write books, I am first to write pages, sentences, notations and take the time to storyboard. If I am to gain financial independence, I am first to hold myself accountable, do more with less, be creative and frugal. There is much to be done, and in turn there is much to balance. I have so much lax&lazy time to make up for; my twenties have been fun, but rather unproductive. Now, as I near that decade mark (30!), I feel the need to change.
Other years I have bounded absent mindedly from one goal to the next, never anticipating how truly focused I must remain to reach my goals (and as a result, reaching very few of them). Inside me now, the blind unfettered hope has been replaced by a sense of belonging, a sense of duty, and joy in the tasks at hand. I know what I am to do, and for the first time, am happy for the work.