I’m already here! Those dreams, those thoughts, those ideas that couldn’t possibly happen, happened!

I just figured this out this morning. Why didn’t anyone tell me?

Yes, yes, I know. You might even have been one of the them. People have been telling me this, that I’m already there. And I always think, no, there’s so far yet to go (I couldn’t possibly list all there is to do to get where I want to go)… So, why now, with no extra accolades, possibilities, or goals reached, did I come to this conclusion that I’m already there? I don’t know!

Maybe I just stopped and looked at what I had.

What I do know is that the epiphany involved figuring out what was real and what was childish dreaming. No, your big dreams are not childish. What’s childish is the expectation that they’ll be exactly as you planned them. That the world will stop, everyone will revere you, every other aspect of your life will get easier, and you’ll be filled with unbelievable joy.

You do get moments of these.

I wanted to live “out west.” I wanted to adopt. I wanted to write books and get published. It’s here. And so are the dirty dishes, the trying teenagers, the dog who pesters me for walks, the requested revisions (confession: I love revision). But the dream… it happened.

I can focus on not having or I can focus on having. I’m choosing having. Kid issues, schedules, health concerns, financial obligations, dealing with the business end of writing and publishing. So much on my plate. So much to complain about. But they are all the result of getting what I asked for!

Be careful what you ask for. It’s just an old saying that doesn’t apply today, right? (But I bet you could come up with a great novel idea based on it!)

SO WHAT if you didn’t sleep well last night! (I’m not making light of that—it plagues me, too.) But what was that dream you dreamed? The one that actually came true, but in disguise? What’s in your life you could only visualize before?

Don’t think about the next, and the next, and the next thing you want. Don’t buy into the gotta have this, this, this… Look at yourself. Look at where you are. Where you really are if you don’t buy into the poor me stuff.


You had a dream, however big or little it may seem to you now, and you did it. You changed something in your life. You became more you. In the middle of the mess of your life, you can hold on to that dream. To the fulfillment of it, no matter how shabby its coat. Own it. It’s yours, and don’t ever toss it aside for the more glamourous elusive one.

You can have that one, too.

In fact—just look!—you already have it.

You’re Already There!

You knew this, didn’t you!—without me even mentioning the G word.