Tonight I was privy to having dinner with a distinguished group of women. Not because anyone would know their names. Because each have forged (and continue to forge) their way to a career, and hence a life, they want for themselves. None get up in the morning and commence a day that was predetermined by others. All work, daily, to achieve a goal that sometimes they can’t articulate, yet always seems perfectly clear. To be the best they can be. I find a part of me in all that I hear from them.
Admittedly, they may argue with my above statement on many levels. But I find it difficult to find people who fight convention to do what they think is the best they can do despite what others might think. In this realm we are talking about women entrepreneurs. I am one of them. And proud of it.
My struggles are not unknown to those who know me. And some verbalize, ‘Why?’, why do I persist at things that are hard and the outcome is ‘risky’; unknown. Sometimes I doubt myself and I don’t know if I am on the ‘right’ path. Sometimes the risk takes my breath away…..and not in a good way. But overriding those feelings is the knowledge that if I am true to myself and keep in mind that my ideas, if not always good, are always valuable, then I will succeed. I will succeed in finding ‘success’.
And this means, to me, that I will be invigorated. I will feel ‘worthy’. Really this means, to me, that I feel good that I am contributing to the world in a way that is notable and not just ‘all about me’. Yes. That is a twist. I do this to make myself feel better and I believe I make the world better. So be it.
Starting next week I hope to make this blog public as I embark on an adventure of work and self discovery (not necessarily in that order). This is an entrepreneurial effort of sorts. I will be traveling to Southeast Asia for a month. Tonight made me proud to be part of a group of women who continually put themselves out there to reach higher levels. Next week I look forward to doing exactly that each and every day for a month in new places with new things to discover. Photos are what I hope to make my canvas for my thoughts. But we’ll see where this takes me. Anxious. Nervous. Excited. What will I find of me in all these places?