I don’t mind pulling weeds in my yard. In fact, I find it kind of mesmerizing and thought provoking.
Day dreaming and dreaming.
I am sending my information in to a production company based in New Mexico. They are wanting male and female horse riders for the movie “True Grit.”
Pulling weeds I found myself thinking about what it would be like on the set and out in the desert. I thought about the different kind of people that would be on the set, what the director and producer would be like and how many people would be there. In my thoughts I found myself meeting all sorts of fabulous, fun, interesting, humorous folks from all over the place. At one point I even found the man of my dreams…funny thing is, I don’t know what he looked like or anything about him. I just found him.
I began to wonder what my daughter dreams about when she is sitting idle or is writing in her journal. What makes that little girl tick? What excites her and makes her want to move? I know she loves music, wants to play the key board and travel.
I saw myself getting one of the horse rider positions and having to leave my home and my children behind for a short while. I saw my children on the set with me at one point during the filming so we didn’t have to be apart the whole time.
I saw myself getting more paid stand-in movie positions and giving back to charity and buying my dad his dream car. I can see myself modeling for different clothing magazines.
Hey! Other people have made bigger things happen in the mid, prime times of their life, why shouldn’t I be able to too??? I already said in one of my posts that I am a late bloomer…I can do this.
Bigger and better things are in front of me. I can feel it. I envision it. God knows what dreams He’s put in my heart. He’s put many, that’s for sure and I keep plugging away at them. They go away, they resurface, I work on them slowly and keep asking God, “What am I supposed to do next?” He keeps guiding me even when I’m feeling lost and without focus. He somehow keeps me in motion and is always by my side.
I’ll keep dreaming through the weeds. I’m going to find that lush, beautiful field blooming just for me. I’m looking forward to giving on a much larger scale like I’ve always imagined I would.
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