Many times I have been told that I am so lucky. That good things just seem to happen to me. I know all of this is meant only well, but I would like to tell my side of the story. Because it isn't really how it might seem to be. And I do feel it is unfair to all that I do do, when someone puts all that happens to me up to "luck". I do understand though, that unless one is on this side of the story, one wouldn't know how much work it takes to help bring all this luck into one's life. To help make all of those good things happen. To help make. Because, as in everything in life, it takes work. And jumping into a dream head first, in order to make that dream a reality, takes a lot of work. Luckily - I love work. And I know, that all these good things, the things that make me seem so lucky, happen to me because I work for them, and - here's the most important one: I work on myself, in order to make them happen.
When I set out on a life dedicated to following and realising my dreams, I never ever could have imagined the amount of work that needed to be done on myself. Because the amount of obstacles one puts out there for oneself is mind-blowing. Seriously, we do not believe in ourselves enough. And how little we believe becomes extraordinarily apparent when the belief is put to the test. Because it's actually quite easy to work hard physically. But to create a world of one's own, to continue believing in one's vision, to dare dream and believe in that dream, to even understand we have a dream!, is not easy. It's like battling both worlds of the story of Don Quixote. One side of oneself as Quixote himself, believing so hard in the vision, and the other the reader telling you what you're seeing is but a mirage. This is where the work really needs to be done: in continuing to believe in that the dream is reality. Because if we don't, then it never will be.
So when you see someone who is living their dream, know that they are not lucky. They are working for it - hard.