Monday, October 30, 2017

the only sin is mediocrity

mediocrity |ˌmēdēˈäkrətē| noun (pl. mediocrities)
the quality or state of being mediocre

This is the definition of a word that I hope I never use to describe my life—mediocre. 
In fact, I’m actually afraid of it. 

To live a life of mediocrity, means that I would be settling for a life that is less than the one I am capable of living…and that, my friends, is my worst fear.

Don’t get me wrong, everyone has a different standard of life in which they can live up to. I’m talking about living your own individual life to the fullest potential…whatever that may be. 

We all have the potential to be anything that we want. 

Unfortunately, I think a lot of people end up living mediocre lives out of fear. People are afraid to go after their dreams, so they settle for a job they hate. People are afraid to be alone, so they settle for an okay relationship. People are afraid to be who they are, so they conform to “normal” just so they can fit in. 

I’ve been there—I get it. The insecurity, fear, doubt. It can be terrifying. 

However, take a minute and google on the internet, “Regrets of the old,” or “Top Regrets of the Dying…” You’ll notice that almost ALL of them have to do with not living the life that they wanted, not being who they truly wanted to be, not going after what they wanted…the list goes on.

For example, 

I wish I’d cared less about what other people think.

I wish I had accomplished more.

I wish I had told __ how I truly felt.

I wish I had followed my passion in life. 

I wish I had traveled more. 

I wish I’d taken more risks. 

….to name a few. 

I can confidently tell you that I have no regrets in my life. People always say, “Everybody has at least one regret.” Well, not this girl. Would I say I’m proud of all the decisions I’ve made? Maybe not…but I can tell you that I’m proud that I had the guts to make those decisions. Through the disappointments, the embarrassment and the tears, I grew. I have always followed every crazy idea I’ve ever had, I’ve never held back my thoughts, feelings or words, and I’ve spent a lot of time alone learning about myself and what I want out of life. And anything that I didn't do? Relationships that didn't work out? Well, it just wasn't meant to be. 

That’s where my move to Park City comes into play. I’m taking a chance, packing my bags and actually doing it. Growth is rather uncomfortable...but something that always seems to work out in my favor later on. Maybe this will be the best adventure of my life or maybe it won’t…but at least I won’t die wondering. 

If you’re reading this blog post and you have a dream, a wish or desire that comes to mind…I urge you to do it. Take that chance, buy that ticket, tell that person how you feel, dare to be yourself, love everything, find your passion…

But most of all, make a promise to yourself that you won’t settle. 
What you want is out there…if you’re willing to look, work and wait for it. 

“No amount of security is worth the suffering of a life chained to a routine that has killed your dreams.”

Keep on keepin’ on—
XX, Laura 

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