Today is my birthday. When I woke up this morning, after gracefully letting myself sleep in later than usual, I made coffee and said to myself, “Last year was pretty good. I finished a book, moved to Manhattan, became a certified Kundalini Yoga teacher, slept in the Maui jungle, and fell in love. Now, what do I want for my 34th year?”
The answer hit me like a lightning bolt. “Trust yourself.”
That’s all. That’s everything.
With each passing year, the fears and worries of daily life are exposed more and more as illusions of the mind. We create fears and roadblocks by choosing our perspective. We create joy and opportunity the same way.
So what do I want for my 34th year? Travel would be cool. So would becoming a best-selling author. But more than anything else, I want to trust myself more. After all, my birthday is 7/7, and that sounds like the luckiest bet.