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Would you say you were created with a purposeÌýor are you just a random creation?

Were you created to work in a box factory, negotiate bigger margins, fight wars…or were you made for something else? Do you do these things because it is all you know, or through conscious choice?

Lots of questions, I know.

How many people areÌýcreated to just work. . .is it possible some are here to do other things, and how do we know? When did you know, know you were different, destined for more than you were being at the time, or ARE being now? For me it came as a surprise, a final acceptance. An acceptance that I am suppose to write, to tell stories, to be a creative. It became impossible to hide from it. Heck, I even had an employee, who with a degree in Psychology, who looked and pointedÌýrightÌýat me one day when discussing creatives with a co-worker. She knew I am a creative, even though I was living the live of a “bossâ€�, a “managerâ€�.

I have lead people all my life, long before I was ready for it, and for as long as I remember. As a child, ideas of things to do would come up, and they would wait to see if I wanted to join before deciding. In the military, I was often putÌýin charge of a task or team. In all five careers I had before becoming an author and entrepreneur, I walked in the door as an entry level, and worked my way up to management. They all knew I am leader, long before I accepted it.

As an adventurer and explorer, I was able to go on many types of adventures I had not attempted before. My backcountry partnersÌýknew I had the athletic ability to complete the route, canyon or backpack trip, whatever that particular type of fun! How is it they knew I could do it, even as I was myself, wondering if I would have the strength and endurance to do a rim to river to rim in nine hours, or canyoneering for ten hours in Behunin canyon while dealing with the flu?

How is it others see our strengths as easily as we can see our weaknesses?

Perhaps its because they didn’t see, that I knew deep down inside, I wasn’t living the life I was meant to live; I was living the life I was taught to live, I wasn’t congruent with my purpose. I had a deep passion I was hiding from, I’ve known this since high school, I had a deep want to be a writer, to write and tell stories. Yet, the story I had been told wass, “You can’t make a living that way.�, “Artists don’t make any money.�, “You must provide ($$$).� the list goes on.

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What is the list in your head that prevents you from pursuing what you KNOW you must pursue?

But, none of that worked for me! I was very successful in what I was taught (and what I taught myself) was the version of success, yet none of it worked for me. I remember being in JFK airport on my 13th birthday, we were headed to England for my step-dads next assignment, this time overseas. I remember seeing these businessmen in suits, carrying their briefcases and talking while walking through the terminal. I planted the seed in my brain, “That is success!�. About 15 years later, I was that businessman, I had succeeded by that new teenagers perspective. I had set a goal in my mind, and had attained it.

In hindsight, that’s how easy it is. Vision a goal, and work towards it!

A few years later, I got redrock fever. It’s a fever, albeit a good one;Ìýanybody who has seen the red rocks of Sedona, has an inkling of what I am talking about. I finished the semester (I was taking courses, working towards a degree in Environmental Conservation), packed up anything that would fit in a Geo Tracker and headed west, never looking back. On a visit a few months prior, I had taken a jeep tour. It was a fun romp over and around Sedona’s red rocks, the guide was entertaining and knowledgable. I said to myself, I want to do that! I was with one of the local jeep companies for eight years. I succeeded in the direction I chose, once again. I made a decision to be a guide andÌýmade it happen. I had succeeded by that 30 somethings perspective.

Who empoweres you to live the life you want, the one you are made for?

Now, I sit and write this as a 40 something. I am using The Tripper Series to establish my brand and am creating a following of readers to devour my works. I am told they are good and well written; it is a craft to be developed over time in my mind. ÌýRegardless, I am going to keep moving forward. Write and write for as long as it takes to succeed by my definition.ÌýThe only difference between my current path and the previous ones: I am congruent with my passions, natural personality type and perhaps to be grandiose, am doing what I am made for. I had the answers and am listening to them. Today I lead in a different way, walking my talk, taking the leap, answering the call, I leave all I knew and move forward to what I know!

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Do you have all the answers to your questions?

I bet you do, and there isÌýonly one way to find out! Take action on them, at least then you will know one way or the other. Regret is no way to live.