I feel like I’m pregnant!
Pregnant with a dream, and I am taking big steps this week to see it fulfilled.
Remember what it’s like when you first found out you were expecting? The excitement! The nervousness because you feel like you don’t know enough. The anticipation.
That first trimester is so exciting, with a little nausea on the side.
By the second trimester, you’ve settled in to the newness of growing a dream. Some of your many questions are beginning to subside as they are being answered. You begin to enjoy the journey and breath in each moment.
That is until . . .
The third trimester hits. You become exhausted. You’re tired. You feel like that baby is never going to get here. More questions are racing through your mind — what will the baby look like, how will this change my life, will delivery be bearable? All you want is answers to all those unknowns.
A dream is born.
About a year ago my homeless friend,Rick, and I began writing together. It was apparent our journey’s had so much in common, even though we were so different. We wrote and wrote and wrote.
I was excited. It was the beginning of the pregnancy. I had many questions — how can we make this work? what will our message look like? how will we write it? how do we publish it? Thankfully those questions fueled my soul.
And here we are almost a year later and delivery is here. The book Graffiti: scribbles from different sides of the street has been released on Amazon kindle. You can get it NOW. Or if you prefer you can read more about the book or get the first chapter FREE? Get it here.
Now that delivery day is here
I find myself excited, tired, and yet exhilarated. It’s been an awesome journey. One you have played such a part of. You’ve encouraged me on days when I needed it. You’ve asked for the stories. You’ve inspired! You’ve prayed.
How can I encourage you?
What is your dream? What is that stirring of an embryo inside you? Can you name it?
I’d love to hear about it. I’d love to be one to encourage you, to spur you on when you failing in your faith of the dream. I’d love to pray for you.
It’s time to step out and begin that first trimester. I’m here for you!