What a funny thing: commitment. The word holds many more connotations than actual meaning. Without acknowledging it, my life has been full of many commitments- constant ones, which until now have held other titles. For example: every morning, I am committed to listening to my “Morning Pump-Up” playlist on my computer. I commit to applying eyeliner before I get dressed. I commit to wearing Vans or Converse as often as I can. I commit to discovering a new band every week. I commit to my friends, but in a way that allows them to flow in and out of my life as circumstances change. I commit to never becoming a blonde. I commit to never shopping at Walmart.
Commitments are wants put into action. Or more precisely, they are pledges to put wants into action. They can be as simple as brushing my teeth every day, or as complex as loan payments or long term relationships. In regards to my own personal development (in my social and work worlds), I can take a new approach and commit to actually making a plan and following through.
Wants, wishes, and dreams are wonderful; but those and $5 will get me a latte. It is in the action, the commitment, to my own plan and my own aspirations where I will find my way.
The days of claiming fear of commitment are over. I have always had the power to change my own path, my own destiny. Now it is just time to take action.
Hmm… this might get overwhelming. I guess I should also look into my whole fear of failure thing too. One step at a time, I'll get there.
“Take the first step in faith. You don't have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.”
~Martin Luther King, Jr.
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