Have you ever had a dream that you knew wasn’t practical or sensible but that you could still see so clearly in your mind’s eye that it sometimes seemed like it had really happened? Something that you knew you would do someday, but it never seemed like it was the right time?
Well, newsflash- it’s never going to seem like the right time. Eventually you have to jump off the cliff and hope that somewhere along the way, against all odds, you learned how to fly.
A Leap of Faith
So I signed the lease. Next January I will open the doors on my new studio. It’s in the perfect location- a character building in the cool part of town- and has the brick wall I’ve always wanted, big old windows you can sit in, and my favourite used bookstore next door to make sure I never see a dime of profit.
Right now I average about 2 clients a month. It’s really all I have been able to handle, working out of my home (a disaster that gets frantically cleaned before each client) and trying hard to be a great mom to three tricky kids. My goal is to up that to 8 clients each month. To succeed, I will have to learn to let go and outsource my editing, accept help with the office management stuff I am so very terrible at, and allow my kids to go to after school care once or twice a week while I work- something they’ve never done because of their special needs.
It’s a helluva gamble.
And I think you should join me.
I spent a lot of time worrying and wondering and asking myself if I was doing the right thing. And then one very wise friend said to me, “So what if you don’t succeed? It will still be an amazing adventure. And the last thing you want is to look back on your life and know you never even tried.”
So, time for an adventure. Come along?