A few years ago I was featured on Good Morning America as a success story on how to build a revenue generating blog. I remember at that time I was at Blogworld and New Media Expo as the travel track leader for the conference. That year I had the highest net income for freelancing in my career so far. And I also was losing the passion for what I was doing.
That was the year I had been interviewed so many times I quit counting regarding how to make money from travel blogging. The next year I made a third of that income. Why? I took a step back as to how I arrived at that point and what I had given up. I was a writer who loved to travel, who had wanderlust. I wasn’t a conference organizer. I wasn’t a creative consultant. I wasn’t a teacher. I wasn’t a keynote speaker. I was a writer and a traveler plain and simple. And somehow I spent more time babysitting other travel bloggers who were speaking at conferences, found my days inside an airplane flying to conferences, checking into hotels, speaking at events, networking in the evenings, and then flying back home. I didn’t even see the destinations where I traveled to anymore. And this was on my days off from the fire department.
Somehow along my journey I lost my way. And I lost myself in the process.
I no longer had those moments of wonder, sitting in the middle of nowhere watching the cotton trees shed their seeds on a riverbank where the day looked like a fragile snow floating on the breeze in the middle of summer. I no longer had that breathtaking experience of standing on the edge of the most massive gorge in Utah with a view that seemed to extend into forever. I found myself in big cities where I couldn’t get a clear view of the night sky. I couldn’t wish on a falling star. And one day I realized I forgot to dream.
I’m dreaming again. And it’s exciting. I have a plan and things are slowly but surely falling into place. It isn’t easy and my decisions are affecting more than just myself. But I know in my heart I’m doing the right thing and I have the faith and belief that it’s all going to be okay.