And I am proud to be one.
This post is triggered by a conversation that I just had with two random men who was sitting next to me while I was having my breakfast. I started the conversation, though I forgotten how I did that now. But I was glad I did. I shared about My Roadtrip Inwards (one of the brand i had before The Space Betwin), I shared about the volunteering project that I am leading, and we exchanged and share our life experiences.
During the conversation, they kept mentioning how it is good to meet someone like me. Someone young and gutsy. Someone with drive. They also do, at certain point, asked very relevant questions and pointed out the real and practical world.
After the conversation, I now have some burning questions in my head.
Do they really mean what they say when they compliment me? Is it just a social thing to be polite? Do they secretly think I am this crazy girl who randomly talk to strangers? (They did asked if I always do this. Ha.) Do they really believe in my 'dream'? Do they mean what they say when they say that what I am doing is good or do they think I am this young, stubborn, rebellious girl who is going against the 'main steam'? Is what I am doing wrong? Should I stop? Should I just quit and get a job?
All the 'not good enough' conversations starts flooding me. Please do not get me wrong. Whatever I am feeling now have nothing to do with them. It is definitely not their fault. They did a good job holding the conversation with me, asking me questions, sharing with me their life experiences.
It is me. #TheShitInMyHead
But I know I am not alone. Most of us have the 'not good enough' conversation.. not good enough to be loved, not good enough to do something.. just not good enough!
You know what?
IT'S OKAY!
My dream is a loving and kind community where people have the courage to live their passion and dreams, not needing to conform to the society of the 'should be's.
I should get a degree because everyone in Singapore have it. I should be in a stable job. I cannot take risk because I cannot afford to, because I need the money to get married, to get a house, to bring my children up. I cannot do business because I have no money. I cannot help people because they will not listen to me, because they will think I am this young crazy woman.
Oh wait. Am I not?
Yes I am. I am crazy. I was crazy enough to quit without a job, to not know what is going to happen next. I am crazy to go through my personal developments and then spend three months contributing my time to coach people. I am crazy enough to believe in the greater good in people, I am crazy to believe beyond myself, beyond my limiting beliefs. I am crazy to have a dream and I am working towards it.
I am crazy. I am a dreamer.
If my limiting beliefs are formed by myself, influenced by the situations and people around.. Then what and who does it take to change it?
- Drum rolls*
MYSELF!
In your case, yourself!
My invitation here is for you to write to me and share your wildest dream with me!
Update: Yes I am crazy enough to start random conversation with strangers and guess what? I just started reading his blog and broke down. He is s stay at home dad who does home study for his autistic son. Whats more interesting? I have a soft spot for these special children. I have taught yoga to children with ADHD and autism.. and trust me, they are smart and very amazing! Now I have no regret starting that conversation!