It’s been a fast 4 years in NYC and I’m living out my (dream) life. Dreams are supposed to be enchanting, exhilarating and perfect; likewise nightmares  are perplexingly dark, numbing and hellish.  Somewhere in between the two worlds, you can find me bent over backwards, on one foot, wobbling through reality. Balancing your dreams and reality really is an art form. It’s thrilling- yet gut wrenching when your dreams start to manifest.

To believe you have full dominion over your dreams  and be held accountable for its shortcomings, evokes both power and fear. Fear can be crippling. Like a nightmare we have to convince ourselves that fear is not real. As humans we naturally have fears, but placing more weight on our fears counteracts our faith, ultimately blocking the manifestation of our goals and life purpose.

It can be visually empowering  to see others flying by the seat of their pants fighting fear. Social media can make it look sooo effortless you’d need a psychic magnifying lens to see the life disturbances and demons present in the background.  My  NYC daydream has been no walk in the park. I’ve been physically assaulted,  fired, battled homelessness, heartbreak, enlisted more frienemies than friends, along  with an infinite number of other obstacles/failures. Life challenges in the face of fear are important because they mold us into greater versions of ourselves. These ruthless and relenting obstacles create courage and wisdom while strengthening mental/spiritual growth.

4 is the number of fate and resonates mastery, endurance, stability, conscientiousness and self-sacrifice. It is with great honor that I accept the fear and challenges of the unknown as I celebrate my 4th anniversary in the concrete jungle. Feel the fear and do it any way! #FUCKFEAR

CONTROL your thoughts. CHALLENGE yourself. EVOLVE….just embrace it.