It’s time to mingle once again!   I wasn’t sure what to serve today for my guest of honor, Tricia, from Raising Humans.  If you were at Bloggy Boot Camp in Charlotte over the weekend, then you would recall I said “no” to the pie, hoarded fruit, and really love black olives.   There has to be a menu in there somewhere, right?

Tricia is one of those gems that I found through the SITS Girls.  She’s a gifted writer who inspires me in every post to capture the small moments, moments which Tricia articulates with thoughtful attention and heart and beautiful words.  I am in love with this post below, because Bloggy Boot Camp has me all riled up about following my dreams, and feeling fortunate enough to be surrounded by an awesome tribe of bloggers who are on this path with me. I am truly blessed.

Please welcome the lovely Tricia.

When I first came to Ilene’s space here, I thought to myself, “Wow, Fierce Diva. That is awesome. I need a little bit more fierce and a lot more diva in my life.” I’ve never really been described as fierce. I’m rather meek, pretty shy, and happier hanging back out of the spotlight, quietly doing my thing as well as I can. That path, the quiet one that flies well below the radar, has taken me pretty far.

I’ve had some successes. I’ve risen in my career. I’ve built a little blog that I call home and that welcomes more visitors than I ever dreamed it would (in that more than my husband and my best friend actually come to visit). And that’s all wonderful. I love my life and I’m proud of the successes I’ve had. 

But now, I want more.  

I have these dreams. Dreams that I’ve always had but that I pushed aside for one reason or another as I planted my feet firmly on the quiet, expected, traditional paths. But we all know, dreams will be pushed but they will never leave for good. 

When I close my eyes, I see my name in print. I see my words shared with hundreds and thousands. I see my stories making a difference. I see people reading my thoughts and experiences and thinking to themselves, “Yes, I get that. She gets me. I’m not alone. I’m going to make it through this. I’m going to celebrate this.” I see lives changed, even in the most minute, tiny, only visible with a microscope kind of way, but still changed, with my words. 

When I close my eyes, I see myself standing on a mountain top, tossing inspirational quotes laid upon beautiful photos far faster than you can pin them all and promising that every last one of them is true. Believe it. When I close my eyes, I hear interviewers asking me questions. “How did you do it?” “What advice would you give to someone who wants to do what you did?” “Congratulations on all of your success!” 

Yes, in my dreams, I am a diva. I am fierce. In my dreams I am going after my dreams and I am living my dreams. And I am not scared of honestly baring my soul in front of strangers. And I am not scared of sending my words out into the world in the hopes that they will resonate and someone will pick them up and publish them. I am not scared of rejection or failure. In my dreams, the life I want more than anything is there. And it is perfect. 

I know that dreams come true all the time. I know people whose waking moments match their dreams and even in the mundane of dishes and errands and cleaning and the administration of daily life, they can only smile because their life is as they want it and they’ve made it so. I know it is possible. I can live my dreams. And if I live my dreams, my children will see that dream living is not only possible, but an unassailable right. So they, then, will live theirs. And their children will have no doubts that their dreams will come true, with two generations of dream living before them, and they, then, will live theirs. And I will leave, in my legacy, a line of dream livers. And, truly, what greater pursuit is there? 

I’ve never really been described as fierce. But, see, I have these dreams.

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Tricia is a mom & freelance writer, finding opportunities for growth in the most amazing places. Read about her growing triumphs & pains on her  blog Raising Humans. You can also tweet at her @raisinghumans or follow her on Facebook.

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