What if it all works out?

This week I quit my job. Realized I have to move to afford to chase my dream. Felt debilitating anxiety running back to the life I’m used to. I know how to work a 9-5. I know how to hustle in that arena. But this..this is uncharted territory and I’m freaking out.

There’s no rule book or set formula on how to build a sound healing business. I am the type of person that learns visually and abstract ideas are difficult for me to follow. Just ask my DND friends, they don’t know what to do with me! There are so many different ways and avenues I can take to pursue this goal and that is extremely overwhelming for me. So I sit on my couch, notebook in front of me trying to write down everything that needs to be done, and in what order, hoping it will bring me some sort of peace. As I began to map out all of my plans I kept saying “it will all work out “. I said it over and over hoping to immediately believe it. I didn’t, but I remembered something my sister had told me the day before. She reminded me that every time I have set my mind to something I have always made it come to fruition. In remembering those words, I found comfort. Eventhough I’ve never swam in these waters before I have the capability to keep going and make it happen. What if it all works out? What if everything I dreamed of is in my possession? I may be scared. I may be anxious, but I want to see I through to the end. This wild plan of mine just might work.