Am I Afraid of Success

Since I'm being honest with myself - could that be the hold up? Have I been afraid of success all this time? Perhaps so. B. Maurice has believed that maybe she's not good enough to be successful. What would I do? Could I sustain it? Would people find out that I'm really not that good? What would I do with all that money? Would I get lost?

Hey - I'm tired of fearing success. I deserve it. And there's no reason why I can't have it. It all starts with me. So my experiment is not just about love and attracting my soul mate. It's also about me working in my dream job. I am visualizing it more and more these days. I can almost taste it. I feel like I belong there. I want to go back. Want to go back to that profession that made me go to law school. That was the only reason I went to law school. That's part of my purpose here on earth. And I'm good at it too. I'm damn good at it.

I miss the traveling that I used to do. I started to think it was only for the rich. But why can't I be the rich? Why do I always place limitations on my dreams? I miss traveling the world. There's so much more to see, to explore. So many more cultures to observe and admire. So many more places to venture to. A part of my soul is nomadic. And I can run, but can't hide from my true nature. I'm a world explorer. Always have been, always will be. I'm going on a trip this year. No more question about it. I'm going to immerse myself in a culture and remind myself that there's so much more to this world than the city of Los Angeles. Don't get me wrong, I love my city. But I love the world too. I love the peoples of the world. I love humanity. I love the connection that we human beings have, whether we are from the Middle East, Africa, Asia, Europe, etc. I love that we are all basically the same.