“What keeps you?”, she inquired.
“What keeps me from what?”, I asked.
“What keeps you from following your dreams?” she implored.
So simple; so thought-provoking; and yet, too good not to share.
Next time you’re at the proverbial crossroads of transforming dreams into reality, ask yourself, “What keeps me?” I know I will.
Life has an oddly funny way of testing our patience, of testing our faith, of testing our resilience, doesn’t it? And for me, the last six months have been a whirlwind of life events, pushing me in new directions, both figuratively and literally. With a tremendous job offer in a city I knew vaguely well, this Minneapolis girl packed her cat; her clothes; and moved west for an adventure that continues to evolve. While my heart persistently told me to trust the path being offered to me, my head calmly reminded me to be true. The journey continues with the destination unknown, but if I can find one lesson learned, it is “to thine own self, be true”.
When someone emails you; introduces themselves as a writer; and indicates that they are contacting you as a subject matter expert, you read the email. Actually, you read the email, respond to it, and pick up the telephone to call the writer.
This very thing recently happened to me when a writer contacted me and asked if I’d be willing to be interviewed for an article she was writing for Humana. The piece is entitled “New Sensory Signals Bring Prostheses to Life” and I delighted that the writer so eloquently and succinctly summarized my opinion as to the importance of well-fitting and well-performing prostheses in that she wrote: “Pitt Schneider believes a well-performing prosthesis, sooner or later, can help a patient think less about his or her prosthesis. ‘It can put them back into that pre-limb loss mindset, which then ultimately helps them to accept their limb loss, move forward and know that life can go on.'”
Grateful for the reminder that we all have voices that, when used appropriately, can open eyes and educate minds.
Now, more than ever, I am convinced that when life closes one door ( or an entire hallway of doors), it’s life’s way of opening our eyes, ears, and hearts to different opportunities. It’s how the we stay-in-the-safe-zone dwellers are motivated to take the leap of faith that we may not otherwise take.
So as I embark down this path of running a consulting business, growing my speaking business, and being a part of the change that I want to see in the world, my fear has been supplanted with faith.
Here’s to being me and being Universally Limitless.
The saying goes that “every new beginning comes at some other beginning’s end”. And this beginning comes with the launch of my speaking and consulting business at http://www.lesliepitt.com.
With bookings filling fast, this is exactly the beginning that I’ve so been working towards. We all have stories and we all have the ability to inspire others by sharing those stories.
Who’s ready to be inspired?
On the eve of the day on which we are reminded to give thanks, I am ever more grateful for this life I’ve been given.
Like all of you, my life continues to shower me with gifts; with lessons; and with people who compel me to shine, to thrive, and to soar.
And so, on the eve of day on which we give thanks; I thank all of those who have held my hand, who have supported me, and who continue to push me to follow my dreams in making the world a better place.
Forever grateful for this life I’ve been given. And giving thanks to those make my life complete.
On a sunny May day at the corner of 5th Avenue and “Hope”, I excitedly awaited meeting a friend. Our excursion started with perfume shopping at Bergdorf’s and ended with lunch at The Plaza. With sparkling water, we toasted one another to “new beginnings” and to finding utter happiness.
Little did I know that that outing with my fabulous friend would be the starting point from which my Universe would slowly change its axis. And little did I anticipate the tremendous self transformation that would ensue.
Now, at the corner of Hope and Anticipation, I look back on that day with the same gleeful excitement I felt when I saw my pretty friend approach me on Fifth Avenue.