If you knew you could not fail

“What would you attempt to do, if you knew you could not fail?”

I saw this quote written on the chalkboard behind the counter at a Starbucks in Minneapolis.  I think I remember the Starbucks.  I think it was the one at Excelsior and Grand, and I think I’d met a girlfriend there that night for coffee.  I remember I had been considering a move – I was close to the end of yoga teacher training, and my world was opening up in ways I’d never imagined.  I was weeks away from a goal and a dream I’d set years before – be certified to teach yoga.  I was starting to contemplate another dream I’d had from years before – live a number of different places for a little while at a time, learning and loving my way through new cities.

I also knew I wanted to work from home (or coffeeshops, or the road).  I wanted to write, to help, and to create, and I wanted to do so outside of the 9-5 timeframe.  I wanted to allow myself to be creative when I felt creative and to be productive when I felt productive – knowing that an 8-hour work day did not equal the most productivity, just the most hours.  And I don’t believe in putting in a lot of hours to look busy.  I want to be busy, and then be done.

I was starting to feel like this was the right time, but I was scared.  I was nervous about my ability as a yoga teacher, and I was nervous about leaving the comforts and familiarity of friends and family in Minnesota.  I was outlining my life and where I wanted it to go and it included: teach yoga, move around, write a lot, know and love amazing people.

What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?

I remember the coffee shop, and I remember the quote.  And I remember almost immediately answering, “I’d quit my job, turn this freelance idea into something real, pack up my life, and move across the country.

And somewhere in that moment, I started to feel the exhilaration that comes with making a decision and knowing in your gut that it’s the right one.  I did quit my job, I have learned how to freelance full-time, I did pack up my life and fit most of it into a Nissan Murano, and I did move from Minneapolis, Minnesota to Boulder, Colorado in January of this year.

And here we are again – on the cusp of new opportunities and ideas.  I haven’t started teaching yoga, but I’m committing to doing so by the end of the year.  I have ideas about what I want to be doing with my life, how I want to be spending my days, and I find myself towing the line between “dream” and “do”.  I’m really, really close.  Again.

So today, this day in October, I find myself asking the same question I did that night in Minnesota:

What would I attempt to do if I knew I could not fail?

Teach yoga.  Start writing a book.  Start teaching skills and ideas that I’m always asked about yet for some reason doubt my expertise on the subject.  Stop doubting the things I know well.  Stay healthy.  Sell my stationary and scarves in an Etsy shop.  Decorate a beautiful apartment.  Make homemade truffles (with a recipe from Nicole).  Earn a life coaching certificate.  Study Spanish again. Eat locally, sustainably, and organically as much as possible.  Live in Europe.  Grow my own herbs.  Simplify my life aka own fewer things.  Be able to pick up and pack up at a moments’ notice, grab an Airstream and leave on an indefinite road trip.  Drive a motorcycle.  Cross more items off my Life List.  Teach.  Never stop living out loud.

What would YOU do, if you knew you could not fail?

{Photo credit – card photo above.  Beach feet thumbnail is my own.}

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