Let’s talk about potential.
There it is. See it shimmering high up atop a mountain or floating among the clouds. Everything you could be… if you only did the work and refused to let life derail you.
Now look down.
Back to reality. Back to where you are at this very moment.
Frustrating, isn’t it?
A giant chasm separates who we are to who we’d love to become.
At least it feels like a giant chasm to me. More often than not, when I look and compare the two, the void between them seems damn near insurmountable. On especially good days, the fissure is smaller…
But it’s still there.