I hate sparring up at the martial arts studio.. I love everything else about martial arts. I feel like it has helped my self confidence so much.. Sometimes I wonder if I’m just kidding myself.. What would I do if I was ever faced with him again? What would I do if I was ever hit again? What if I was attacked? Would I be able to defend myself? Would I cower in the corner? Go in a fetal position like I used to? What would I do?… So anywho, sparring.. Hate it… Usually just men are there. A room full of men hitting me.. Not cool… I feel stupid. I don’t know what I’m doing. Today was the first day I got to actually have contact.. I didn’t feel too bad about it until they were actually counting points. They only did that once. The guy got me 5-0… Ugh… What really sucked is that he got me right in the face at one point.. Smack dab in the nose… It still hurts a bit. Of course, when you get hit in the nose, that makes you tear up, and that pissed me off.. I wanted to run away, and hit him and cry all at the same time… I just stayed there and kept going. Wiped my tears at some point.. Felt like such a girl… Tearing up right now as I’m writing this.. Ugh.. I guess I’ve come a long way.. but got such a long way to go
I love this picture…
What an amazing image. The long, winding road. Kind of overwhelming isn’t it? If I had to travel it to get to your destination… I would be intimidated.
At the same time, I find the view absolutely breathtaking!
While the journey would be daunting, strenuous.. It could also be filled with joy and pleasure.
The sights, the smells, the sounds. Even just the pleasure in walking. Feeling my body move.. the life flowing through me.
Could you take this journey if you didn’t believe you’d get to the destination? If you just believed that the hills went on and on.. leading no where.. What if you were walking for hours along this path? Never seeing anything different? What would you do? Would you go back and say forget it? Would you really want to? Walk hours back to the beginning and have to start over? Start on another path?..
Or would you keep going? Knowing, believing that your destination would be there. You would hopefully arrive soon.
I’m sure you know that I’m likening this to our lives.. To the journey we are on right now. Finding our purpose.. our passion.. our pursuits..
We may not always know what the journey may have in store for us. But when we have a destination.. a goal.. in mind.. No matter what the journey may bring, we walk on.
And it starts with baby steps…
No matter how small they are… start now… You can do it! I believe in you!