Boots

I've been thinking alot about how life has a funny way of making sense.  Yesterday I realized that for the first time ever I am truly happy with my entire path. It's not to say that I don't strive to work hard or want more or get anxious, but for so much of my life I have lived in this funny in between of knowing that I should be doing something else and not really knowing what or how to do it...Now, I know.  I have stepped onto the path that makes sense and feels right to the extent that i am extremely content to wake up in the morning knowing that I am lucky to be on it.  This is not an easy path for sure, but it's not the type of difficulty that comes with living a life that is not your own.  That is difficult.  I find that the relative understanding of the old way of living helps me get through the minor challenges of the new path...the worry about what if I don't make enough money.  That is so funny to me these days since the reality is the money is abundant and flowing and comes from my own creation and no one else's...The worry that people will judge me and question my ability...that is so funny because I am the only one who judges me and my own ability since most people are too busy thinking about themselves to worry about it, and I mean that in a good way.  My boots have walked many miles through a life that is relative only to me.  My experiences are not as hard as some and that is ok, they are a challenge for me and for whatever reason I have been placed here to work through all of them.  Are there things I wish I could change or do better?  Sometimes.  Do I think that I've got it made? No...Am I aware that there is a ton of challenge ahead?  Yes...but all of that seems more comforting knowing that i get to walk in my own shoes and not someone else's.