Taking a step of faith is such a wild process…
And though I’ve taken many different steps of faith throughout my years on this earth, I can honestly say that there has never been a time that I didn’t doubt my decision…
Especially after I’ve taken the step and my foot in kind of dangling in mid-air because it hasn’t quite landed back onto solid ground…
Thoughts while in mid-air…
Or maybe it’s more accurate for this to say “battles while in mid-air”…
So many thoughts are thought…
So many doubts are disputed…
So many fears are exposed…
And so many emotions are felt…
My patience is tested over and over again because I want to quicken the pace of the events that I am waiting to occur…
And it all feels so excruciating because patience has never really been a strength of mine…
And all the while I’m wondering if I really have what it takes to walk out what I hope to happen when my foot finally lands on the other side…
Taking a step of faith is such a wild process because you have to envision the way that you want things to play out…
And at times you have to operate as if you’ve already acquired the thing that you are working towards…
You HAVE TO believe in your vision…
You CANNOT be distracted by the naysayers…
And oftentimes you have to DISTANCE YOURSELF from people…
You really have to grasp and execute the ideology of making moves in silence because not everyone is supposed to be privy to the innerworkings of your hopes and dreams…
And what’s tricky about all of that, is the fact that the distance makes this a very lonely process as you’re thinking all of the thoughts and disputing all of the doubts and exposing all of your fears as you’re feeling all of the emotions….
Taking a step of faith is such a wild process…
But it’s necessary at times if you want to be able to experience and do dope things…