Worrying about how our dreams are going to come true is blocking the sun from entering our home.
“Why are we such fools — such tragic fools? One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.” — Dale Carnegie
Think about it. You worry how on earth you are going to get your dream job. You worry about how you are going to talk to your dream girl. You worry about how you are going to survive in your new job. You worry about your weight. You worry about your hair looks today.
You worry about the mundane and important things. In the meantime, you have put your life on hold. Because you cannot live life fully and worry at the same time.
You cannot write your best piece while you are worrying whether you are wasting your time with writing or not. You will have a hard time immersing yourself in your work while worry is occupying much of your mind’s space.
Carnegie was right when he said,
“Keep busy. The worried person must lose himself in action, lest he withers in despair.”
You see, I used to be a worrier. I worried that something is going to stand in my way of becoming a writer. I worried that I will not be successful at it. I worried that I will be wasting my time. I worried that I was deluding myself into thinking that I can become a writer.
I worried that if a friend expressed that my dream of becoming a writer is a crazy idea, they were right.
I could not let go of it. Even though it was making me sick.
Worry deludes us into thinking that if you worry about something, you could prevent it.
Yup. I believed that by worrying about how I am going to achieve my dream, I could somehow see where dreaming about my dream takes me.
I dreamt about becoming the best writer. And worried about how I was going to get there.
In the middle of these emotions lives worry as a sort of protective shield, an undetectable force that swirled around my dream. It accompanied me wherever I went like a halo on an angel’s head.
Guess what its use was?
I put off living. Because I was too busy worrying about how I was going to achieve my dream.
What resulted was despair and frustration. You want to do something so much. But worry is making you paralyzed.
I was the tragic fool Carnegie was talking about for so long. I would always dream that a stranger will call my name and tell me about one of my blog posts. This is my favorite dream where I don’t want to wake up.
Because when I wake up, worry is following me like a shadow. “I am not going to make it as a writer.” “No one will read my articles.” “My day job will be compromised.” “What if I fail after I created my blog?”
These worry-thought patters made me cry into the night. I wanted my dream. But the worry was weighing more resulting in my inability to do anything about it.
The only way to let that crap go is to get busy.
The first time I stood in front of people I prayed the earth beneath me could open up and swallow me. That is how terrified I was.
I was worried everyone was laughing behind my back. Or in front of me. I was worried I was making a fool of myself for daring to stand up and teach these people who were much older than me.
I was able to worry a lot less by doing something about what I was worried about. Facing my fear and teaching again and again.
Worry goes by itself when you get busy doing something about what you are worrying about.
I was able to replace every worry-thought regarding my dream of becoming a writer by sitting down and writing every single day.
You see your worry will not have a chance against you if you get off your couch and do something, anything about what you are worried about.
If it is something mundane and totally out of your control (like what tomorrow’s weather will be or whether your boss is going to like what you wear), then post this priceless prayer by Dr. Reinhold Niebuhr nearby.
God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
The courage to change the things I can;
And the wisdom to know the difference.
If it is in your control, do something about it. After a couple of months of blogging, I wondered why the hell it has taken me so long to start writing professionally.
Once you got busy, you will not have time to mull over endless “What if’s?”
No more enjoying the roses that are blooming our windows. We cannot smell how wonderful the rose is while we are sitting near our windows refusing to go outside. That is how much worry is costing us.
It gives us the illusion of looking at your favorite rose. But you cannot touch it and smell it without daring to go outside and do whatever is necessary to have it in your hands.