It’s one of the saddest events I see. Fear, the most destructive of human emotions, succeeds in totally ruining the dreams and ambitions of millions and millions of people every year.

And the real sad part is that the people involved give in to their fears and kill their beautiful dream. Any chance of experiencing a fulfilled happy life, of living the life they truly want, evaporates.

Are you killing your beautiful dream too?

I want to share with you a true story by way of example.

Recently, I met up with a good friend of mine for a drink. I hadn’t seen her for a while and was looking forward to meeting up. Nikkie is a very talented dancer who’s never happier than when she’s dancing. When I last saw her, she was buzzing with excitement about 2 stage shows she was performing in and told me of her plans to finish her IT degree course then move to London to pursue her dancing professionally. Eventually, she’d manage her own studio and teach.

What a great dream, yes? Dancing and performing for a living, then teaching the art to others. Fantastic!

Her eyes sparkled and she had a real buzz about her. Have you ever felt this way about something? Passion! A constant, unwavering, motivating, inspiring PASSION. Believe me, it is something I love to find in people. People who feel this way about their dream crackle with energy and are busy living life.

I couldn’t wait to hear how her plans were progressing and how her shows had gone. Yes, she’s attractive, but what attracted me the most was her passion for her dream. Passion is contagious!

OK, get the tissues ready because here’s the sad news:

We met and I knew instantly something had changed. She told me about how hard her exams had been but she’d obtained her degree. “Well done, now, what’s happening with your dancing? How did the shows go?”

She replied that the shows were fine and then knocked me for 6: “I’ve decided not to pursue dancing now. I’ve started a graduate management training scheme and I’m going to have a career in IT instead.”

I tried hard to convince her to pursue her dream but the buzz had gone. She’d always said the degree was just for back up and I reminded her of this and she said, resignedly: “things have changed. Dancing is just for fun now.”

At the root of her decision is fear. The usual fear excuses were all trotted out:

“It’s so difficult to break in to the top level.”

“I’d have to move away from home, I’d miss my family and I’d be on my own in a big city.”

“There’s more money in IT.”

I told her others had overcome the first two therefore, she could. But the last one is the key. I had a fantastic career in IT – I love working with computers, always have. Conversely, Nikkie worked for 6 weeks last summer in an office and HATED EVERY SECOND of it. She was bored because it wasn’t active enough for her. And now, with a degree in her hand, she’s willing to sell-out on her dream to do something she hates purely for money and security.

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