The Sky is the limit . . . Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise!

Family and friends,

I wanted to tell you a quick story:

Many years ago, I once told a friend about a business idea I wanted to pursue. I said something to the effect of “I have this great idea and I know it is going to be great” at which point my friend responded “you tell me the idea and I’ll give you ten reasons why it won’t work.” I can’t remember the rest of the conversation, I think, because I was too busy mourning an already forgone dream.

Beloved, I really try to let most things go, but I have to admit that I have been mad about this one sentence for about 12 years.

At first I was mad at my friend. How dare you presume to belittle any of my dreams. How audacious you are to see the kindling of a courageous fire and stomp it out so boldly, never allowing it to grow into flame.

I was mad at my friend for a long time but eventually forgave her even though I continued to be mad at myself. I was mad at me because I allowed a single sentence to destroy something very simple: my belief in me. As mad as I was at her, I continue to be angry at myself because I let those admittedly powerful words hinder me . . . Hinder my progress . . . Hinder my spirit.

As God as my witness, I couldn’t even tell you what the actual idea even was. I betrayed myself. I let something precious, a dream, perish an unremarkable death because of something someone said to me.

But I did learn from it. I never let it happen again. Over the years, I have had many dreams, and I tend to pursue them now with a bullish and relentless passion.

I once had a dream that the Morehouse College Glee Club would go back to Africa, and that I would help. So one day, I went to a mentor and which point that person told me (and other, more powerful people) that it wasn’t possible. That’s not the way things work. It will never happen. Forget about it.

A few years later, The Morehouse College Glee Club went on tour in Africa again, and I was there . . . helping. Despite all of the odds, and everyone saying that it was impossible . . . Here we are on the other side of a dream. And now that we’ve accomplished what someone once told me was impossible, what I now understand them to have meant was that they did not have the requisite imagination to see my dreams (or their own) come true.

Beloved, the only person who needs enough imagination to see your dreams come true is you.

I have so much more to say on this topic, but I want to leave you with this thought:

Don’t let anyone tell you what is or is not possible for your life. If you can dream it and if you believe in it, then it is already done. Whatever it is, it is yours.

Peace and blessings to you all,

. . . The trendy one