When I was 15, I was a competitive cheerleader living in Oregon. I had never been so in love with something, aside from my friends and family. There was something freeing about it that made me feel completely aligned with who I am.
I had a coach that pushed me and made me believe that anything is possible for me as an athlete, even though I lived in Oregon where cheerleading wasn’t as big as it was in other areas at that time. I spent hours on end watching Youtube videos of teams in Texas, feeling the inspiration and chills come over me every time. Looking back, not once did I have feelings of limitation or thought, “I wish I was there right now,” because I was happy doing what I was doing in Oregon.
Fast forward two months and one massive manifestation later, I found myself flying on a plane from Oregon to Texas for practice. I was cheering for the very team that I watched on Youtube. I spent 6 hours in travel each way and it didn’t phase me once; I was on an adventure that my mind couldn’t wrap its head around and it didn’t need to… if it did I wouldn’t have been on it.
The summer before it all happened, my coach from Oregon suggested that I go to a camp in Texas to train. I went to the camp and stayed in contact with a lot of the athletes from it. One day I was chatting with a guy from the camp who was on a team in Texas. He started talking about a dream-team that was being put together and my heart pounded at a million miles a minute as I pictured myself there with them. I was so excited about it and jokingly said, “Oh I wish I could be on it!” The next thing he said was, “Well actually, we need a replacement for one of our flyers (girl that gets thrown in the air).” Semi-jokingly, I said, “Well ask your coaches if I could fill in.”
… Wait a second, where did that come from? I’m from Oregon… The team is in Texas. HOW would that work… physically, with the time difference, how would I get there in time? How would I afford to pay for the flights?
I didn’t know and I didn’t care. It was so crazy I didn’t even let my mind chime in. I felt it in my heart; the decision was already made.
I ran and told my mom my heart-filled dream of flying to Texas to be on a cheerleading team there. We laughed about it a little, and laughter turned into what ifs, and what ifs turned into my mom saying, “Well I do have miles from all of those years from work that we didn’t use…”
Next thing I know I started practicing. I went to school in Oregon each week and lived in Texas on the weekends. Each flight was like an internal-dialogue of “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”
This act of living out my dream, despite what my circumstances looked like, made an internal shift on an energetic level. I not only learned “anything is possible”, my cells learned that this was the way that I feel at home.
Reasons why this dream quickly became a reality:
1. Miracles are real.
We’ll get into this more in a second, but miracles are real. If you believe that anything is possible, then anything possible will show up. We make it a lot harder on ourselves sometimes than it needs to be.
2. My reason for wanting it in the first place.
This worked because my core reason for wanting to do it came from such a pure place. I could have had thoughts of “I will get to go to World’s (Cheerleading Olympics), I will be on one of the most well-known teams in the industry, this will help me get a scholarship to college”… those all sound great, but no. I could have done all of the above and remained in Oregon.
The reason was because I would LOVE to. That was it; nothing else. No agendas. I would just freaking loving to.
3. I chose love instead of my ego.
The facts were that I lived in Oregon and it physically couldn’t be done. I didn’t have the resources to go, and where would I stay every Saturday and Sunday?
My heart was filled with so much love for the idea that it overruled the facts that I could see in sight. The experience showed up for me, my heart said yes to it, and my circumstances shifted to support my soul for listening. I had never known about my mom’s miles before this time, but they were a part of the story that allowed me to follow my heart. They showed up after I agreed to let my ego thoughts go and acknowledge my dream.
I want to share this with you because when you say yes to your heart and do things that make you feel so completely free, your body remembers it.
The next time you have a crazy, beautiful idea that comes from a pure source of love and your ego starts to come in, remember that each time you say yes to your heart, the ego gets a little quieter. This is because your body remembers, on a cellular level, that you’ve done it before, so why not now?
Start to say yes to your heart and watch what shows up. There isn’t an order with feelings and the things that show up, they are all jumbled into one. The things that show up may have always been there, you just needed the feeling in order to recognize it was there. My mom’s miles were always there, I could have cheered in Texas years before that, but I had the feeling of “I would love to do this” and there the miles were, just as they had been all along.
