Follow the yellow brick road, follow the yellow brick road…
Love that movie! But to be honest, I’m a little jealous of Dorothy. Finding the right path wasn’t that easy for me. I’ve got to give her credit for dealing with the whole witch thing…and for not freaking out when the scarecrow started talking…and I’d probably have a heart attack if flying monkeys started chasing me. But still, Dorothy had a few advantages over the rest of us:
- The path she was destined to take couldn’t have been more clear.
- She had a good witch and hundreds of cute little munchkins encouraging her and showing her the way.
- Her “why” was pretty huge — the only way she could get home to Auntie Em was to take that yellow bricked path. Hanging out in Munchkinland really wasn’t an option.
My path has never been that obvious. And while I get support, my friends and family can’t help but be influenced by how it affects them. As far as her “why,” I don’t have anything as dramatic as being chased by a bad witch or never being able to see my family again if I don’t take action.
So I took a few wrong turns. I trudged along the red gravel path for several miles, but I was bored and tired of the same old scenery. I tried wandering a down the green stone path, but my heart wasn’t in it. Somewhere along the way, I caught a glimpse of the yellow brick road. And it’s every bit as shiny, golden and thrilling as it must have appeared to Dorothy.
Now I just need to stick to the path, keep moving forward and hope there aren’t any witches along the way. This weekend, I put together a quick action plan to keep me focused and map out specific steps to take. I’ve got my marching orders, and now I need to make it happen.
Just wish I had some ruby slippers as a back-up.