Holy crap. The things you learn about yourself before embarking on a life-changing event. And it will be life changing. How can it not? I’ve been dreaming about it since I was five years old. “Some day I will go to Scotland and it will be GREAT!”
(Leprechauns were in there somewhere when I was little, but they’re Irish. 😉 )
As you may know, I leave for my trip in three days. My stomach has been in knots for days and I’ve been stressing more than I’ve been excited.
I had a panic attack about the trip this morning. I didn’t realize I was so set in my ways, so set in my routines, so *reliant* on my routines, having my things around me, until the wait time for this trip got into the single digits. I ended up letting Callie talk me through it and then I went to bed.
I get these little inspirational emails called Notes from the Universe. I have come to love them. This was today’s:
I know he’s right. I can’t stay hidden in my little world, only exploring the world astrally while physically only venturing to safe places, known places. I can’t continue to grow, can’t continue to evolve – as a person or a writer – unless I expand my world and my knowledge.
I didn’t know how afraid I was to do that until now.
I can do this. I’m not doing it alone. I have love and support.