Destination?

What’s up?

I have found myself exactly where I have wanted to be. An artist unsure of where to go, what to do, and how I’ll get there…but ultimately knowing I am and will be exactly where I am meant to.

From the outside looking in (and even from the inside looking in), it seems a little crazy. But that’s because it is.

That’s because no thing worth having ever happened without being a little delusional that it would. We have to step out on a limb in the first place to get to our destination. We can’t go where we want without first imagining ourselves there. We can only achieve our dreams if we can picture ourselves waking up one morning to them happening.

I clearly see myself in the right rooms with the best people. I know I’m headed the right way because every step forward I take, every person I meet, every moment I experience feels exactly like I’m meant to be doing it, feeling it, living it.

Of course, some of it is uncomfortable. Some of it feels so foreign that I don’t understand how I ended up there. But, I don’t linger on that long. I know that discomfort is meant to be for growth.

Before playing my first solo music show, I felt like I was going to die. It was insane. I felt manic. Like if I performed and people watched, my life would be over. But I did it. And it was not only rewarding in the physical realm but in the realm of my own mind, body, and spirit.

I feel similarly with any job I book. I worked the Christmas season at Stone Mountain Park and did not think I could do it. I didn’t think I would be able to learn my lines, sing, dance, act, much less perform and have people enjoy the shows.

But they did.

I did.

It happened.

And it was because I was delusional and crazy enough in the first place.

And if I wasn’t a little crazy, I would’nt have grown.

I would have been the exact same Perlizbeth I have always been.

So, here’s to reaching a destination by triumphing over each uncomfortable moment.

This year everything changes.

Perlizbeth