The Year of Magical Dreaming (TYOMD) was born out of a deeply earnest moment I had at 30,000 feet on a plane from Hawaii to Canada in 2012. I had gotten up the nerve to ask, “What’s next?” And just as I had before, when I’d had the guts to ask whomever it is that I ask of these things, I was met by an overwhelming sense of knowing that I should probably listen.
I was so pumped, I bought the [theyearofmagicaldreaming.com] URL in the line at customs. I had all sorts of ideas in my head for the site. I was rattling them off one by one to Elisa (my fiancee).
From Canada, we headed back to Hong Kong to pack up the rest of our apartment, and from Hong Kong we moved to Brooklyn. Neither of us had ever been to Brooklyn, but it seemed like a fine enough city, charged by big dreamers, to plant roots.
After we got settled, I dove head first into the publishing of my book. I hired a videographer for my kickstarter campaign and he and I talked about eventually working on TYOMD together. I gave him a rundown of all my big ideas and he, being new to NYC as well, seemed stoked to be part of the exciting budding project.
Long story short…the publication of my book, I Think I’ll Make It, took eons longer than I had planned. It was tons more work (but totally worth it) than anyone had adequately described. If it weren’t for Guy Kawasaki, I’d still be converting files, I swear.
By the time I was finally published, I had long since forgotten about TYOMD and had even released the URL. It wasn’t until November 2013, after being laid off from my job, when I sat for my daily meditation one day, and had that same gumption to ask “what’s next?” when the idea for The Year of Magical Dreaming came flooding back, with just as much fervor as it had before.
I immediately logged into GoDaddy, tapped into WordPress and got to writing. This whole process will be a glorious work in progress, so please do forgive the construction. All I know is when you get the word, you best get to steppin’, and when you get it twice, you better hustle!
I should add that this whole bit of cheesy, woo-woo, cliche-flying motivational dreaming stuff comes out of deep meaning for me. My mom was murdered when she was 35, and at the start of TYOMD, I was also 35. Every day I think about the dreams that she had that I was too young to learn. I think about how she essentially gave her life for me. And how, now, I can’t help but dream really fucking big for the both of us.
This year, (official start) January 2014, I’m tackling fears, doubts, and limited beliefs (daily) in pursuit of following my dreams and living the life I’ve imagined, in hopes that you will be inspired to do the same. I promise quick & dirty tips, constant motivation, and 100% authenticity. I am also completely open to ideas, guest bloggers, motivational tidbits, and an exorbitant amount of cheerleading.
At the risk of sounding cliche (there will be a lot of that): I dare YOU to dream. And I’ll hold you to it.
Thanks for tuning in AND taking the challenge.