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Are you ready?

What will you do when everything you've been looking for looks right back? Are you ready to receive everything you've been longing for? Most of us are not: we feel unworthy and end up self-sabotaging or running away. Sometimes we are unwilling to sacrifice "good enough" for what we really want, and other times we choose safety over the potential pain of losing the very thing we are being offered. Losing something you don't care that much about is bearable, but the potential pain of losing everything you've ever wanted is soul-crushingly terrifying. And yet, without the willingness to take that risk, you'll never get the chance to know how truly amazing it could be to have it. 
The real work of life is to prepare to receive that which your soul longs for, because although we hate to admit it, we are the only thing standing between us and our dreams. 

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