I have this theory that there currently is a “waiting” running through life. Maybe it always has been there, but now more than ever, I feel it. I think it’s one of the reasons people check social media, check their text messages, check their email frequently, check their phones – they are waiting for news from someone out in the ether about the thing they really want to do. I know it doesn’t make sense, and maybe you don’t even realize it, but what if you were to pick up your phone to hear the following phone call:
– Hi! I am a publisher and a mutual friend told me about the book you want to write. No, I know you haven’t written it yet, but I am here telling you I am ready to publish it when you do. When you can you have a first draft finished?
– Hi there, I hear you have the potential to be a great public speaker. Will you give a talk at my next professional conference for 500 of my coworkers? Name your price.
– Hello, this is State University. I heard you’d like to get your degree and I am just calling to say you’re in. Can you enroll next semester? It’s paid for, by the way.
– Hi, I really need design help for my house and I’ve heard your house is awesome. It’s fine you’ve never designed anyone else’s house before, I just really want you to come exercise your creative reign all over my home.
– Hi, do you want to quit your job? Because I have heard you’re an awesome mountain climber and us at Patagonia want to sponser you. We know you’ve only climbed at Hoosier Heights, but you’re who we are looking for.
Get any butterflies in your stomach on any of those? Hold on to that feeling, that excitement. Maybe if we stop waiting for the call to ask us to do it and instead, just do the thing we want to do with that excitement, that call will actually come one day. And if it doesn’t, then you had an amazing feeling creating/speaking/writing, regardless of the outcome.
So consider this your text, your email, the call. I am asking you today – go create the thing, do the activity, write the book. The world is waiting for your gifts.
