when your word leaves you breathless

245516617157594215_TfxVFRjq_c Three weeks in and I'm already breathless by risk. 

Allow me to fill you in :: since the beginning of the year, I started writing a novella, decided to self publish my novel, launched Come Alive's month in Story Cartel, opened an etsy shop, finalized packages for story-coaching and began the process of editing Come Alive. 

And this may not seem like a lot for you. This may seem rather dull compared to what you accomplish on a day-to-day basis. But I'm not a decider. I'm not one who jumps into decisions quickly.

You would understand then, how difficult it's been for me to truly trust my gut. It feels a little like free-falling.

But really, I know it's just me finding my wings.

Every single one of these decisions came immediately after something seemed ill-fitting. Whether it be concern about finances, knowing I needed to do something with the canvases stacking up against the wall and perched in our bathroom, wanting to develop a solid business plan for coaching or even (gulp) embracing the idea that I do indeed own a business, every single moment of these past three weeks has been me not only accepting what it means to risk, but also running to the edge and taking a flying leap.

So the other day, when I finished a coaching session and realized just how much I wanted these people to interact with one another, it seemed only natural to develop some type of eCourse.

And I did.

This is what it looks like to live breathless.

There've been some difficult moments these past few weeks. But even more than that, every day I'm anxious to see just how He works something out - what step He wants me to take next in fulfilling my dreams - the dreams He gave me.

It's working.

Even though I'm breathless, even though there are moments where I need to just rest my head against the wall for a second because everything is moving so quickly, I see Him moving before me. Putting things in place, showing me a glimpse of just how circular life is, protecting me yet again from another disaster I never would have seen coming.

It's a hurricane of Divine madness and I'm loving every minute of it.

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I still have 13 slots available for the story-coaching eCourse and would love for you to be a part of the community. For the price of one session, you get 10 weeks of peer critique, weekly inspiration, group discussions, two 30 minute individual skype sessions and more. Sign up here.


*photo found on pinterest via Rain

Posted on January 18, 2013 and filed under risk.