What do you REALLY want?

What do you want?

...and what are you going to do about it?

This question is one my dad would often ask when I was younger.



He was there for advice but if you thought he would just tell you how... forget about it!
No, he made us work for the answers. 

And how we worked for it was through self-reflection.

A great example of this is when I was 16 I worked at the "Accommodations Desk" at Woolco in Edmonton, AB. I was a big deal in my own mind and took that job very seriously. I mean, if the management was willing to give me authority over customer returns, handling complaints, and directing customers to where they could find the record department, I was going to stand in that power!

In that department, I worked with another girl named Pam who was a bit older than me and went to the public High School right next door to the Catholic High School I attended.

Pam was the epitome of cool to me.

I still remember her Frye boots... which inspired me to save for my own coveted pair. Not only was Pam a grade older than me — she smoked and was planning a trip to Europe to visit her Oma & Opa in Holland that Summer.

I remember describing her and her plans to my parents, and my dad responding with... 

"What do you want me to do about it?" 

 
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WHAT?!


I wanted him to confirm that the dream of going to Europe someday was a legitimate possibility!

Then he uttered the unforgettable...
"What do you want? And what are you going to do about it?"

WOW.

That stopped me dead in my Adidas tracksuit in a hurry...
and I let his words roll around in my imagination as I stomped off to my bedroom.
I began to wonder... if Pam could go, maybe someday I could go, too? I saw myself like Mary Tyler Moore, twirling around some historic square, taking it all in.

And guess what happened next?

My next shift at Woolco was with Pam and she dropped the bomb that her brother backed out of going to Europe with her. She was bummed because she didn't want to spend the summer in Holland by herself.
I couldn't believe it. I felt the adrenaline building in my body. Here was an opportunity presenting itself... and so I worked up the courage and asked if she'd perhaps be interested in traveling with me?... 

Her smile was all I needed for an answer.

That night I presented my idea to my parents. My dad immediately said he wasn't going to pay for it. I came prepared, though. I had some money saved and was going to take extra shifts to pay for it myself, I announced. To my surprise, my parents just shrugged.

"Does this mean I can go?!"

I really felt some sort of magic had just occurred. My normally strict parents must be half asleep or under some sort of spell! 

Did I really just make this happen?

That experience changed me forever...
I learned all about self-empowerment, positivity, and manifestation.
And the power that I had within me when I embodied that.
I did not have to rely on anybody but myself.
I envisioned myself there already. I saw the window of opportunity and took it. I worked hard and saved my money. I had a life-changing summer before I entered grade 12 (that's a whole other story for another day).

I learned that simply having a goal is not enough. 

You have to breathe imagination into it. 
See it and feel it in your vision. 

People may not always support you, and that's okay.
Remember, this is 
YOUR DREAM. 


This experience also taught me how important it is to not question opportunities that align with your dream. I believe these doors slide open if you see them, and close if you don't — like a disappearing magic trick. Poof, gone!

Then came the mundane part of working away to make it a reality — making $2.50/hour over several long months to pay for my flights and expenses. There is always a dedication component, whereby work and commitment to your dream have to take place.

It's quite a trip in and of itself to look back and dissect these memorable moments in our lives. Looking back, I realize I have been one lucky gal in the realm of manifestation all along, which I now know is my superpower.

So, I'd love to know...

What are the memorable moments in your life?
What do you know is your superpower?

 

I see you and you are beautiful!

With love and gratitude to you all,
xoxo
Kathy




Kathy Donnelly