It’s almost noon here in Colorado (Mountain Time) and I’m just about to take the first step in writing this post.
Not that I’ve been procrastinating 
I had an hour phone conference with a client, followed by a radio interview about my book Becoming a Life Change Artist.
Then I was hungry, having skipped breakfast. Definitely had to eat. No, not procrastinating at all. That first step, even into something as minor as a blog post, can be overwhelming.
Given my physical stride, a thousand miles is about 2 million steps. Why is it so hard to take only one?
It isn’t that I’m not moving at all. In fact, I’m very busy taking steps—though on another path. I’m moving steadily on the path of the known, the familiar, and the vaguely unsatisfying. I’m doing what I’ve been doing for quite awhile. Staying safe. Keeping myself so busy on the well-traveled path, that I’m unwilling or afraid to venture off the beaten path (cliché alert!) to move in a direction more closely aligned with my true purpose.
How can I help others in the way I feel called to serve, if I’m not willing to take that first step?
How much time would it take to change direction? A moment? A minute?
How risky is that one new step? If I took one step on a new path, could I change my mind and scurry back to the well-worn path of my life as I know it—despite its discontents?
What is one step I could take? Today. Now. To move me toward my thousand mile journey of helping others heal–helping others express themselves more creatively. As I reflect, I realize all I need to do today to change my trajectory is to make a phone call. One call. Ten minutes. One step. I need a working space for my new Reiki practice. There is vacant space in an office complex nearby. I have the number of the property manager. I can make this call. It’s just a phone call, not a thousand mile trek. Do I have the courage to make that call?
Do you have the will to take one small step toward your best future? What would that be?
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