“Maybe in another life…”
NO. WHAT ABOUT THIS ONE?
I’m done waiting for perfect timing, more money, more confidence, someone’s approval, or some guarantee it’ll all work out.
Soccer taught me better than that.
From travel teams and varsity to college, I remember stepping onto that field. The nerves before tryouts. The butterflies. My heart POUNDING. Freshly cut grass. Cleats hitting the ground. That electricity when the whistle blew.
God, I LOVED that feeling.
The competition. The intensity. The FIRE of wanting something so badly that every part of me felt ALIVE.
When that ball came flying toward me, everything else disappeared. The crowd. The noise. The possibility of missing. I didn’t have time to imagine seventeen ways it could go wrong.
READ THE FIELD. TRUST MY INSTINCTS. TRUST MY TEAM. TAKE THE DAMN SHOT.
Sometimes I scored. Sometimes I missed. Sometimes I got knocked flat on my ass.
AND? I GOT UP. THE GAME WAS STILL GOING.
I’m carrying that same fire into the rest of my life.
I’m not waiting around for passion to find me. I’M IGNITING IT. I’m showing up. Giving a damn. Putting my whole heart into what matters without demanding to know how it’ll turn out.
And I’m not doing life alone. I’m having my people’s backs. Communicating. Trusting. Taking initiative. Celebrating their wins. When things get hard, I’m not disappearing. I’M SHOWING UP.
I’m done disguising fear as “logic,” hesitation as “patience,” and settling as “being realistic.”
I’m not spending my life wondering what would’ve happened if I’d been brave enough to TRY.
I’m going after the dreams that scare me. Starting the business. Taking the flight. Asking for what I deserve. Walking into rooms I once felt unqualified to enter. Learning new things. Changing direction when I need to. Making bold moves without needing everyone to understand them.
And LOVE? I’m not letting fear, pride, or other people’s expectations make those decisions for me either.
I’m going to love fully. Deeply. Courageously. I’m going to tell my people what they mean to me. SHOW THEM. Make the effort. Have their backs. Apologize when I’m wrong. Forgive. Keep the good ones close.
I’m not walking away from something extraordinary just bc it requires vulnerability. And I’m not abandoning myself trying to make someone else recognize it.
I’m going to disappoint people. Make mistakes. Look foolish. Fall down. Laugh at myself. GET BACK UP.
I’m going to dance in the kitchen at 2am. Sing the wrong lyrics. Chase adventures. Watch sunrises. Appreciate ordinary Tuesdays. Fall ridiculously, passionately in love with being ALIVE.
I’m done treating discomfort like danger. Sometimes my racing heart isn’t telling me to run. It’s reminding me that something MATTERS.
I’m trusting God. Trusting myself. MOVING MY DAMN FEET.
I don’t need to know the ball is going in when I strike it.
I’M TAKING THE SHOT BC I BELIEVE IT’S WORTH TAKING.
That’s how I’m choosing to live. Not chasing guaranteed wins, but embracing the PRIVILEGE OF PLAYING.
I’m not sitting on the sidelines of my own life waiting for a game I’m guaranteed to win.
One day, that final whistle WILL blow. And I’m not going to spend the time I have protecting myself from every possibility of failure.
“Maybe in another life…”
NO, BABY. THIS ONE.
My heart’s pounding? GOOD. I’M ALIVE.
I’M CALLING FOR THE BALL. TRUSTING MY TEAM. TAKING THE SHOT. LOVING MY PEOPLE. CHASING WHAT LIGHTS ME ON FIRE.
THE CLOCK IS RUNNING. AND I’M GOING ALL THE FUCK IN.
#puravida #plebchain









