I don’t know about you, but I was pretty certain that billion and something dollars was MINE! I picked numbers based on unmistakable signs that I had received from the universe the day before the drawing. I asked my boyfriend to pick numbers as well; and I’ve gotta say his numbers looked like winners, too! For a whole day and a half I felt giddy at the thought of winning such a ridiculous amount of money. We made awesome plans for our billions. We imagined helping our families, heck we even mentally bought an island. The dreams and visions were pretty magical and there was an air of hope and excitement for the future. I told myself I was already a billionaire.
And then, all of a sudden, 6 little numbers had the power to make billions of dreams come crashing down to a place called reality.
So, no, most of us didn’t wake up billionaires. Most of us still have to be somewhat responsible adults with bills, jobs, problems…BUT, WHAT IF we were crazy enough to keep dreaming, keep hoping, keep planning as if the future held something ridiculously amazing just for us? WHAT IF we were wild enough to wake up excited about the possibilities before us? WHAT IF we were insane enough to live every single day as if we knew we were going to win the jackpot?
Or what if that’s not crazy at all? There really are BILLIONS of possibilities and you don’t have to play the lotto to get ONE shot. We forget we have options. We settle into lives that we’re not ecstatic, or even semi-happy about. And then we wait for someone else to tell us we have a ONE in 292 MILLION chance of making our dreams come true. I get it, an absurd amount of money may solve some of your problems, it might make you temporarily super excited about life, make you realize you actually hate your job (or maybe you already know that you just don’t think there’s any other option) and quit, and who wouldn’t want to buy whatever they want? And, yes, I played, too…because, why not? And I’m glad I did. That anticipation and that certainty that WHEN I became a billionaire anything and everything would be possible reminded me that anything IS possible. It jolted me out of my routine and into a creative mode (quite possibly why I’m writing this blog after being MIA for a while…sorry peeps!!)…because guess what? Even if nobody hands me a billion dollars just for picking a few numbers the world is still my oyster. And maybe feeling that way without a billion dollars is the real jackpot.
Most of ya’ll are thinking I’m full of it right about now, but don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I don’t want a billion (or even a million…or even a thousand) dollars. But I also want to wake up every morning looking forward to the possibility that something absolutely amazing might happen today. I want my passion to burn so bright that it makes me jump out of bed before the sun even rises. I want to be as confident as if I was certain I had the winning numbers printed on a small squared paper tucked in my back pocket. I want to be as excited about life as if I was about to be announced as the latest lotto winner. I want to dream as big or bigger than the amount of last night’s lottery. And I don’t want any 6 little numbers to take that away from me, even if I can’t buy a mansion, or a yacht or pay all my bills without a problem for like the rest of my entire life. Because even if we aren’t billionaires yet, we can hope, dream and plan for big, bright futures. We can wake up every day believing that something WONDERFUL is about to happen…and it just might.