It all started with click of a mouse button and a credit card number. The next thing I knew I was sitting in a Broadway theatre in mid-town Manhattan watching my first play and having time of my life. As my eyes feasted on this spectacle, I wondered to myself, how could I do that, too?

Now, as I stand on an empty stage in my own hometown some three years later, anticipating week’s closing performance, I can’t help but smile. In my mind’s eye I can still see that frightened young woman driving white-knuckled and wide-eyed as her car carried her on a new adventure. During trip I kept asking myself, why am I doing this? What purpose could traveling alone, 600 miles to a city of millions of people possibly mean in grand poobah of universe? Has my mind finally left world of sane? What will I find? Let me tell you what I found.

I discovered my heart was a treasure chest overflowing with dreams, dreams I never even knew were there. I found possibilities impatiently aching to be realized; they seemed to be shouting, “It’s about time you finally showed up. Now let us out of here!” My state of mind before trip would have pushed away those dreams, forever ignored by fear. Now, after this wonderful adventure, I found myself straining to hear more of those voices, pushing me toward new adventures and new dreams. No longer would my mind dwell on voices of fear. Instead, in would ponder those voices of possibilities and attack them with a clear mind.

I have discovered that wherever there is an annointing on something for me to do, there is an "eaze" about it. For example, playing instruments come easy for me, but when it comes to singing, forget about it! I don't hold a pitch too well and I've got very little confidence trying to sing in public. It is a total drudgery for me. However, I can sing in background without any problem. I suppose if I could do it all I would not need anyone else.

Here's another example; I've tried face to face sales as a work profession. I was horrible at it, and needless to say, I hated it!