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Step 8: Waiting on Epic.

At 4 years old I had the strap on fairy wings, I had the mask, I had the magic glitter dust….whelp that’s it, bring on the battle! I had the power, obviously, and well I I knew I was ready to conquer the whole world……. so why wait? I had it together, I was good to go. Game on bad guys, bring it! I will decimate you with my glitter powers.

That’s what I saw. My EPIC moment. And that’s all I saw. At 4 years old I had no idea what it would cost.

 

I didn’t realize that the moment I would finally take flight would take years of preparation. Or that in order to use my glitter dust I would need to have the character to use it appropriately. I didn’t know that my wings wouldn’t be mine until I could handle the weight of seeing things from above.

There’s so much I didn’t know about my epic moment. But I quickly learned, nothing about it would be easy. Nothing about impact, character, legacy, depth or selflessness is easy. And you know what makes it harder? Those who don’t care as much will almost always finish first. They will always get the first applause. And in the world’s view sometimes they are the ultimate achievers.

So how do you push through? How do you keep this impact thing up? How do you continue to fight when everyone else settles? How do you get up, gear up and battle up when you are simultaneously also fighting the status quo?

The simple answer is (as Nike knows) you just do it. You keep going. You don’t quit.

However, you also hold fast to the purpose behind your battle. Those who live heroically eventually get their moment. And let’s just be clear no this is not the point of impact. No this is not the ultimate goal of impact. But sometimes the battles get hard and you have to be able to remind yourself that what you are doing on the daily…MATTERS.

There will come a point where you will ask yourself, “Why am I trying so hard when I don’t see the victory?”

These are the times I like to entitle……WAITING ON EPIC.

Because we all want that moment. The moment where we see the impact we made. It’s rewarding, it’s encouraging! And the waiting sucks! There’s no nice way to put it, it’s hard, its tough and it SUCKS. However, those times of WAITING ON EPIC become the most formative times of life.

WAITING ON EPIC. Waiting on epic moments. Waiting on epic impact. Waiting on epic fulfillment. Waiting on epic victories. Waiting on epic promises. WAITING ON EPIC.

It is hard, it’s exhausting and most people, quit.

I know. I live here. Welcome to my whole life. I kid you not, I will blog about it eventually but let’s just say that this isn’t book theory this is “Bre Life Theory”. Waiting on epic is hard as heck.

I could quit. I could choose easy. You could quit. You could choose easy. We know we would get there faster, because others do it. We could cheat. We could short cut. We could compromise. We know it would work because others do it. We know that this is the obviously most difficult route. We know we could end the waiting. We know we could do a million other things to reach our goal. But I think we also know at the end it would just be a goal, it wouldn’t be epic. And that’s worse then any waiting.

Epic is built in the moments no one else sees.

…..Epic is what makes this whole thing so big. It’s the fact that it costs all of you. That you can’t go small. That you have to be big. It’s the limits you thought you had that you defy. It’s the depth you find inside of you. It’s what makes the waiting matter. Epic.

Waiting on Epic? This is where YOU are BUILT.

It’s not the decision to live a life of impact that builds you it’s the moments between the victories that build you. Wait did you catch that?

You are built waiting on EPIC. When you see nothing about your moment of epic victory, YOU ARE BEING BUILT. 

Without the building of you, the end is just a goal. It’s just a win. It’s just a moment. But when you see you being built between the victories. That’s where the epic happens. That’s what turns the win into an EPIC win, the moment into an EPIC moment and reaching your goal into an EPIC achievement.

Sometimes I spend so much time focusing on making this massive impact that I forget the now. I forget that the waiting on epic is what defines everything else.

Waiting on Epic. This is where I am built. The times no one sees, that’s where I become me. The battles I fight daily in secret, that’s where I become me. The moments where character wins and no one knows, that’s where I become me.

Waiting on Epic. For so long I thought that it was about this big moment that I was ready for and somehow the forces of time just had to choose me. That I was ready and I just needed someone to notice. That my climax was where the biggest part of my story would occur. This great moment, this great achievement, this great win, THAT would be my epic moment.

I was wrong. It was never a moment that was being built. It was me. It wasn’t the moment that I was waiting on. It was who I could become in the process. It wasn’t the epic I was waiting on.

 

It was me I was waiting on. 

 

Because without the me I would become, I was too small for my EPIC moment.

 

 

 

STEP 8: What is the EPIC moment you are waiting on? Now think of how you are using the waiting to become EPIC. 

 

If you missed Step 7 check it out!

 

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Step 7: Facing the Fear of You.

I remember reaching a point about 5 months ago where I realized that it really didn’t matter what happened in life. It didn’t matter what turn jobs took. It didn’t matter what people stayed in my life. It didn’t matter what trials came.

I would conquer. 

Now, this all sounds great. It sounds epic and heroic and all those great things. Let’s just be totally real… it’s terrifying. It’s lonely, I felt slightly insane and it was one of the biggest “Oh Shit” moments of my whole life. Because it came with a certain level of invincibility that I knew I would choose to embrace.

And that, that scared me. It scared me more then any trial before. It scared me more then any heartache. It scared me more then any loss, pain, depth, sorrow. It scared me more then anything in my whole life.

The very fact that I knew I would choose to overcome terrified me to the core. 

It was like there became this power inside me that was separate from me yet part of me. That no matter the battle everything inside me would come alive, and I would face it. But it wasn’t just facing the battle, it was the sense that I would face it without holding back. That I would face the battle with no restraint. That I would courageously refuse to settle for anything less then absolute victory. It was as if my heart had finally been awakened and told that it was ok to feel as capable as I was. In this moment everything shifted, everything changed. And still this was only a glimpse of what my life would be…I could see thrills, depth, huge, and great things, but also the terrifying, the real, and the hard.

I couldn’t say yes to this moment without knowing that I would one day face everything at a higher degree, a greater momentum, and a more massive heart.

Anais Nin writes, “Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.”

My life was going to expand. I was going to live huge..if only I had the courage to embrace it, if only I would choose to conquer the only fear I had left, if only I would choose to conquer the fear that would change EVERYTHING…..The fear of me.

People think that being broken is hard. People think that being empty is hard. People think that being hurt is hard. People think that yesterday’s pain is hard.

Yes it is. But so often we use pain, emptiness and hurt as a crutch to live within our limits. We like to feel, we were made to feel. Whether it be pain or love we were made to let something touch our heart. However, when we don’t feel that we are strong enough or worthy enough to feel love we revert to pain, heartache, and brokenness. We feel one or the other, pain or love. We make that choice everyday. And this choice we make based on our worth. If you need to, read Step 1 again. Belief in who we are is powerful to say the least.

What we don’t often realize is that what we choose to feel defines our limits.

Pain is limited.

Love is limitless.

It’s that simple. Simple but an imperative principle to understand so I’ll say it again. Pain is limited, love is limitless.

If you choose to live in pain. You will always be living in limits.

If you choose to live in love. You will always be limitless.

Take a look at the Hulk. We all know that story. He knew how powerful he was, but he was afraid, he chose fear. And in his fear he left his whole life. He lived in a box of being alone. It wasn’t until he embraced his power along with the fact that he had he was needed, he was wanted….he was LOVED, that he realized how to be truly limitless. He didn’t truly understand his power until he coupled it with understanding he was loved.

Love does crazy things to a heart. Power does crazy things to a heart. Take those two and put them together… You get the most explosive, impactful, influential people the world has ever seen.

My moment. My choice. My heart. I chose me. Real talk, I would be lying if I didn’t tell you that sometimes I think on my life and just wonder what the heck I’m doing.

….My life was easier when I cared less, My life was easier when I chose pain, My life was easier when I let heartache define my actions, My life was easier when I let jealousy, bitterness and anger write my words. My life was easier when I drank away emotion and let hurt define my love. My life has been significantly more difficult since that moment. Since the moment I stopped letting the fear of pain control my potential. Since the moment I faced my fear of me.

We are taught to fear pain, heartache and hurt so much in this world but what we don’t realize is that the fear of the whole, limitless and powerful version of you is greater. No really. We fear being whole more then we fear being empty. We fear healing more then we fear hurt. We fear love more then we fear pain. We fear what we cannot control and we can control pain.

This fear of you is rarely talked about and even more rarely faced. So this is my attempt to talk about what makes so many of us uncomfortable. The fact that maybe there is more to the pain, maybe there’s healing; more to the brokenness, maybe there’s wholeness; and more to the emptiness, maybe there’s limitless.

Let’s face it, the fear of me is massive. And everyday, I have to choose me. I have to choose not to hide in the pain and settle for brokenness. But instead embrace wholeness.

Everyday is a choice. Do I choose love or pain? I choose love. But everyday, pain offers the opportunity to come back. And everyday I know it was an easy hell to live there.

Step 7: Face the fear of you. 

 

Feel free to message, Facebook or Tweet me if you want to chat! Also, you can find the prior “Step 6” post here.

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Step 3: The wholeness of the giver.

“I know enough to help those who cannot help themselves.” -Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman had the whole if “serving is below you then leading is above you” cliche down pat. She got it. She understood. She knew ultimately all that mattered wasn’t what she took away but what she brought to the table. So many times we look at what we are trying to gain, what our need is and we work with that as our focus….us.  What do I need to get done today? What is my goal? What do I need to accomplish for my plan? Not only is this contrary to the goal of living an impactful life, we soon find out that we have endless needs and therefore we can never be truly satisfied.

Bear in mind, I’m not saying goals are bad or you should just frolic about filling every need, everywhere, at every corner. There is a balance. More on this to come in future posts but for now just recognize what I’m saying is that there has to be a focus external of you to feel truly fulfilled. I’ve found in my own life that as long as I focus on what I will end up “taking away” from a given relationship, friendship, network, community….(and so on) I almost always come up short. More often then not I feel most fulfilled when I realize what I can BRING to the table and act from that.

What can I do to help? What skills do I have that would benefit others? What can I do to help solve the problem? How can I positively impact their life? What can I GIVE?

Suddenly, my entire perspective shifts from what I need to what I already have. There’s some psychological reason this happens I’m sure but granted I’m not a psychology major I can just say that you feel a lot more WHOLE.

 

And from this WHOLENESS so much becomes possible. Its strange to say but you actually learn about who you are because you start to realize that you have a lot to offer. After all, to give something you must first have it, right? And when giving becomes your focus there’s less time to focus on what you lack or need. Perspective is everything. In changing your mindset from one of “I need ________” to “I have _________”, you remind yourself continually that you HAVE not that you NEED. And in turn, you quite literally start to realize you are pretty whole on your own because you’ve taught yourself that there’s a lot inside you, rather than there’s a lot to fill.

If I truly want to impact the lives of those around me, it’s imperative that I come at it with a perspective of giving from wholeness. Otherwise, I will always come up short, unfulfilled and frustrated. After all impacting others isn’t about my needs, its about how I can positively leave a mark on someone else’s life. It’s not about what I gain it’s about what I give. This requires me to be pretty dang selfless, and let’s be honest that’s not easy nor do I always win that battle. To even start to impact others I must first realize that I have something to offer, and when I give it that there’s more where it came from. What I have to give becomes my power. Take it from Wonder Woman, even if you have no idea where to start “know enough to give to those who cannot give to themselves”. Trust me, lasting impact is impossible without the ability to continually be the giver.

Alright now to put all this into action…..

STEP 3: Make another list separate from the list you made for Step 1 & 2. In this new list write down all the ways you can impact with traits and talents you already possess. Ask yourself, “what do I have to give?”.

Feel free to check out the other posts from this series on building a life of impact, The Superhero Chronicles Step 1, and Step 2! More to come!

 

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Maybe.

Maybe it wasn’t meant to be easy. 

Maybe it wasn’t supposed to be comfortable.

Maybe it wasn’t meant to be convenient.

Maybe it wasn’t supposed to be understood. 

Maybe it wasn’t meant for the weak. 

Maybe it wasn’t supposed to be simple. 

Maybe it wasn’t meant for the follower. 

Maybe it wasn’t supposed to be for the mediocre.

Maybe it wasn’t meant for the ordinary of heart.

Maybe it wasn’t supposed to be for everyone.

Maybe it wasn’t meant to be for the average. 

Maybe it wasn’t supposed to be for her or for him.

Maybe your destiny wasn’t meant to be just for you. 

Maybe you weren’t meant to be limited to your vision of your capacity.

Maybe you weren’t supposed to leave a small mark on the world.

Maybe you weren’t meant for minor impact. 

Maybe you weren’t supposed to ever settle.

Maybe you weren’t meant to carry the same weight as others.

Maybe your life wasn’t supposed to make sense.

Maybe you weren’t meant to conquer easy. 

 

Just maybe….

 

Maybe it was meant to be hard. 

Maybe it was supposed to be uncomfortable. 

Maybe it was meant to be inconvenient. 

Maybe it was supposed to be misunderstood. 

Maybe it was designed for the hero. 

Maybe it was supposed to be complex. 

Maybe it was created for the driven. 

Maybe it was supposed to be a fight.

Maybe it was meant for the extraordinary of heart.

Maybe it was supposed to be for the select few.

Maybe it was meant to be for the above-average.

Maybe it was supposed to be for you.

Maybe your destiny was meant for the benefit of others. 

Maybe you were meant to be bigger then you ever thought possible. 

Maybe you were supposed to be this huge person. 

Maybe you were meant to impact masses. 

Maybe you were supposed to never settle for yesterday’s version of you.

Maybe you were meant for great challenges.

Maybe you were supposed to overcome where most have failed. 

Maybe you were meant to inspire others. 

Maybe you were supposed to build more then you imagined. 

Maybe you are stronger then you know. 

Maybe you have more courage then you’ll ever need.

Maybe you are far more necessary then you realize. 

Maybe you are going to change more lives then you’ll ever be able to count.

Maybe you will teach others how to be heroic.

Maybe you were made to leave a massive impact on the world. 

Maybe you were meant to live a greater life then you ever thought possible. 

 

JUST MAYBE you’ve underestimated you. 

 

 

 

With Power.

So often I get caught in this moment where I can’t explain the life that wells inside of me, the passion I feel that runs wild through my veins, the electricity I feel in my bones, it’s a depth I can’t explain, and on the same note never want it to stop. 

Because regardless how the life inside me begins to explode, I know what it is, I know who it is, and no extreme would be to radical. Everything within me, every cell of being wants more. 

MORE. 

it’s never going to be enough. Beauty like this does something inside you. It creates a desire for more and more, because you feel something that for once in your life you were meant to desire without limits and with no fear of excess. It’s a goodness so extreme that you could never actually have too much. Because as the core of you grows, you gain ground, you gain space that can only be filled by what caused the expansion….him. 

Almost four years ago I remember reading in psalms ..”enlarge my heart” and asking, what’s in me that would benefit me being enlarged? I had no idea. 

But here it is. The heart is invaluable, it hold secrets words can’t describe, it holds beauty unique to his romancing you alone, and it holds life unlike anything I’ve ever seen with my eyes. 

There is no truer picture of theology then what I feel inside me. This is him. He isn’t definable by words alone, and that’s why I can’t find words to express the life welling up inside my heart…

 

 

…but I feel it, and never want it to stop.