Success unexpected

‘If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with success unexpected in common hours.’ 
~Henry David Thoreau

For four years and 499 blog posts, I have been advancing towards my dream. I can’t say that I’ve always done it confidently, but I have pushed myself to write here, to spill my life across the virtual page like a can of paint tipped onto a clean canvas. It hasn’t always looked pretty, and it doesn’t really feel like art, but it is a way of walking in the direction of the life that I imagine.  It’s the life I conjure up in dreams and journals, a life of working with words and discovering myself on a page, and of discovering you there too.    


I’m learning new ways to define success in this imagined life. Some believe it looks like blog stats or followers or fans or a book contract, and there are days I agree with them. Until I look at my blog stats or followers or whatever stick we’re using to measure these days, and I realize that those particular measuring sticks have done me no good except to give me a few hard whacks. I have learned that  success comes unexpected, in the common hours. It comes in staring at a blank screen for ages until little pieces of my heart appear. It comes in the quiet, in the writing, and in the ways that you and I reach across oceans and time zones and we meet. We meet and I am encouraged. I’m encouraged to keep advancing and to keep imagining a life where I see beauty and find the words to help you see it too.

Thanks for being here, for reading, and for allowing me to walk in the direction of my dreams and take you along with me. I’d love to hear from you. Tell me, what dreams are you working towards? Where have you met success unexpected?

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  • oh, kimberly. i couldn’t agree more. when i dived into this world, you were one of the first that i found myself in your words. so thankful for you. for your words. for your spirit.

  • So inspired by your writing Kimberly. Such a gift to grab at heart strings with mere words! Bless your art!