I am on a roll with talking the deep stuff lately.
I guess I could bore you with what my day consisted of or what I ate for a pre-workout snack…but that would make me lame.
Instead, I’m going to encourage you to show some love to your BHAG– your Beautiful, Happy, Amazing Grandma.
Just kidding, that’s not what it stands for.
Your Big Hairy Audacious Goal.
Ew. Audacious is a big word. But don’t you worry, I googled that sucker for you.
I’m pretty much in love with what good ‘ole Webster gives as its definition:
Daring. Bold. Shocking….that’s my kind of language!
Big, bold, amazing, scary, probably long-term goals. Stuff that totally takes you out of your comfort zone. Things that, when achieved, will blow yours and everyone else’s minds.
I think that deep down, everyone has one or two of these. Fear or a general lack of confidence somehow slithers its way into our being, though, and holds us back ever making that kind of big stuff happen. Or, maybe we don’t even know how to begin to do something so incredible and overwhelmingly amazing?
I raise my hand to all of those things holding me back.
But once again, I’m putting myself out there. I don’t have any “how-to” tips or ways to make the scariest and biggest of your goals happen. All I know is that if you want something bad enough, and work hard enough for it, you can truly do/have/be whatever you want.
So that’s what I do.
I chip away little by little. I work hard, hold myself to a high standard, and always have my BHAGs in the back of my mind. Whether I’m consciously or subconsciously working towards my them, they’re always there. Begging me to make them happen.
Take this to heart, friends:
“Make no small plans;
they have no magic to stir men’s blood
and probably themselves will not be realized.
Make big plans; aim high in hope and work,
remembering that a noble, logical diagram
once recorded will not die.” – Daniel H. Burnham