Restoring my soul.

Choice is a strange but wonderful thing. The “right” one can bring fulfillment and happiness whilst the “wrong” one can bring disillusionment and pain or self doubt or worse, regret.

There seems to be only two choices, choose fear or choose life.

Choosing fear means allowing other people’s voices to drown out your wants, to deliver doubt. You take on their fear based language. Fear of failure, fear of not being right, these are not the fear. The fear is not trusting yourself to be able to deal with the emotions that may come if sonething doesn’t work out. Having to deal with sadness or disappointment is a difficult thing, we should not allow this fear to dictate our choices. Try everything f*ck the naysayers and the doubters.

The only true fear should be of regret, of never trying, of never stepping out of the comfort zone and challenging yourself. Of getting to the end and wishing and hoping that your choices were different and realising that time cannot be reversed. There are no second turns or do overs.

Chosing life as you make it takes courage, takes guts and energy. It also takes strength to deal with the non-doers tearing down your dreams before you even start.

It is so worth the struggle to live a courageous, fulfilling life. To have stories to pass on to the next generation. To know true happiness and that no matter what you never gave up on yourself or your dreams.

What will your story be at the end of your life? That you chose adventures in which ever form it came or you were safe and confortable but did nothing out of ordinary?

Choose your life and live it.