Morning Motivation: Second verse, same as the first

Another sunny day (two in a row, yay!) and I am feeling more hopeful than yesterday, although I didn’t wake up to my alarm clock (turned it off this time) and haven’t worked out yet, but at least breakfast isn’t as bad as yesterday and I am feeling more positive and hopeful.

I am grateful for so many things that sometimes I forget how truly lucky I am to be alive. The world is such an incredibly beautiful place, filled with incredibly beautiful people. I was given the gift of storytelling. Imagine what I can do with that gift. Imagine the people I can meet, the places I can go, the stories I can tell.

I was given this body - and its struggles - and what a gift it is. I get to find deep meaningful ways to love me even when I don’t love how I look. I get to discover how to tune out hateful, hurtful, harmful comments about my weight so I am prepared to do the same when I tell profound stories that create confrontation because it demands a new way of seeing and talking about specific issues. I get to push my physical limits past what I think is possible not only for myself, but of human beings. I get to fuel my body with the most wonderful and delicious foods and inspire others to enjoy what the Earth has to offer. I get to ignore those who tell me that I am too fat to climb, too old to be an athlete, too lazy to go after my dreams.

I was given this business and all of its challenges to help me see what I am truly meant to do (hint: It ain’t this). To finally accept and honor my path as an important storyteller and documentarian. As in, future generations will rely on my words to shape their brains. Future leaders will point to my work as proof of what humans are capable of and do the right thing to protect animals, the environment, and the marginalized.

My biggest obstacle isn’t being stuck. It’s refusing to see all the signs laid out in front of me that tell me where I am going wrong - and looking at the inverse to see where I am actually being led to go.

All of this pain and torment I am causing myself is because I refuse to admit what is right in front of me. This life, the life I have built for myself, is not mine to live. So I get to create it. Starting now.