Mica May

Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway!

While I was in Bali recently I had another dream come true.
I learned to dive. It makes me laugh to think of it; me at nearly 50 becoming an extreme sportswoman (because it is pretty extreme) but this is what I've become.
I'd forgotten this dream partly because the waters round this country are hardly an encouraging temperature. In Bali they were a lovely warm 28 degrees.

In one of the exercises I did in the course I went to Bali for, I wrote down a list of things I wanted to do before I die. I rolled a dice for which one to take action on

Gratitude

I have just come back from Bali.
I cannot begin to describe how grateful I feel for the opportunity to travel somewhere I've wanted to go to since I was a little girl.
As a child I may have done some kind of a project at school where we saw pictures of Bali, or maybe it was as a result of my mother's love for the film South Pacific;