I found it exhausting (without my even being aware of the load) as I (mostly unknowingly) fought the draw to live my dreams and follow my passions rather than to keep living in fear. The incredible weight came from fighting the flow instead of just going with it. Once I began making the decision to follow my dreams and passions, and kept making that decision anew each day, I felt a huge weight lift, much as a backpacker does in high altitudes after a long and arduous climb when they take off their backpack. But while the great feeling of backpackers is only temporary, the feeling of exhilaration and freedom by following my dreams continues. The fears are sometimes still there, but as I’ve focused my definition of success as doing what I love with those with those I love and who love me, I count myself hugely successful almost every day.

With Love,
Russ