You remember in high school when you dated that guy?
That guy that you kind of knew was not the ideal match for you?
That guy that made you look around and think, “Well, if this doesn’t work out, no worries, I could date _______________ (insert name of another guy)!”
Do you remember your backup boyfriend? That OTHER guy that was your friend and that you knew you could always fall back on. Perhaps its the same backup boyfriend that you made a pact with to marry if you were both single at thirty?
Well tonight, I am saying goodbye to a whole bunch of backup boyfriends. There are no more backups for me. I am taking 100% responsibility for my life. My decisions are mine. I run my thoughts. I create my actions. I can do whatever I want. I am closing the book on a whole bunch of backups in my mind!
Goodbye to my beautiful backups:
- My job that was ‘safe’ but not fulfilling, but had a good pension and benefits too!
- The stuff I keep holding on to because I may “miss it”!
- A mindset with certain family members that they will always be there if I “need them”!
- Clothing or workout equipment that I keep around because I may wear it or use it one day!
- People in my life that are beautiful to look at, but really don’t add any value. People who aren’t fun nor stretching themselves.
- Food that stuffs me down, rather than fueling me to rise up.
- Trying to swim close to shore because “you never know”.
- Any backups that you could add as you let this land on you?
I can no longer doubt my abilities relying on the backups to help me move forward. I need to believe 100% in myself, letting go of the backup mindset!
Doubt and belief cannot live in the same space that I am creating.
For all that I am and all that I can do.
I am in constant flux everyday moving from being a human doing, doing, doing while try to be an awake, present human being.
As I have been journeying through this ‘beingness’, I have pondered and sat, ran and rambled and create a free gift to add value to those that want to wander and wonder as a human being.
I have created a sixty day set of emails and videos that will be sent randomly throughout the time to your inbox. Some wonderings may surprise you, others will make you smile and chuckle, but my hope is that as a collective group of likeminded people we will live through sixty days as present, awake human beings.
Come join us… Checkout www.joannacann.com and leave your email!
I wonder as I wander…. 60 days together!
As I have the privilege of living with and watching three wee boys grow I am conscious of big hairy audacious goals.
My five year old wants a jeep.
My eight year old would like a humongous Lego railroad.
Our youngest would just like everything that his older brothers want.
Each day these three beautiful boys share their dreams, large and small. They never worry about how it is all going to work out, but the goal is forefront in their mind and their smiles are humongous.
I have always wanted to write a book.
Somewhere in the last ten years, I have realized that I have forgotten about my big hair audacious goals. I had become caught up in the what and the how of daily life.
And now I am dreaming again and dreaming BIG. (Just take a look at yesterday’s post!)
I am living as a ten year old and recapturing what I used to love to do and how my mind loves to wander and wonder.
The barriers that were placed in front of me as I grew are gone. The visions and dreams to create in my life are mine alone.
I AM FREE!
Free to dream.
Free to be me!
Free to write a book and publish it on Amazon.
Right before ‘I am Malala’ on the list. Woah! I am humbled!
…to a book!
I have given birth three times, twice at home and once at the hospital. All were beautiful labour-intensive moments that I would do again tomorrow. They were all miracle moments after nine months of growth and preparation.
And now after nine months, I am giving birth to a book baby. Twins actually. The first book will be birthed into the world sharing my inner journey through the gift of grief and then my outer journey book will be ‘pushed out’ shortly afterwards.
Putting my thoughts into words involved early mornings, late nights, many uncomfortable moments and back pain from sitting in a chair. It caused endless hours of introspection as I prepared to plunge my words into the vast unknown of Amazon and people paying to read my words.
I know I am awaiting the time.
I have prepared.
I have pondered.
I am ready to live my miracle moments.
Knowing I am enough.
I can be enough.
Giving birth to twin books.