So often I tell my clients: Be careful what you wish for – you just may get it!

That is what seems to be happening to me as I enter day 2 of mastermind weekend with my own extraordinary inner circle.

From the very first time I traveled to Paris, I yearned to live there. Not forever -just long enough to be immersed in the culture, the food, the wine, the art, and most of all, the language. OK, the people watching  ain’t bad either. I dreamed of spending more than just a few days, of traveling to the south to Provence, to drink in the experience of the culture instead of speed-touring it all.

And then there’s Italy. Can there be a more beautiful place to hang out than Florence and Tuscany? I’ve always loved my visits there, always dreamed of having 2 or three uninterrupted weeks of eating, drinking, museum-hopping, bicycle rides and runs in the rolling hills of Tuscany.

I “mistakenly” mentioned this to my mentor and mastermind group. Well, that opened up a whole slew of supporters and cheerleaders saying: Go, Do It, Of course! We see you there! Imagine the experiences you’ll bring back with you. Do it Do it Do it!!

My heart starts pounding as I let the possibility, the reality of leaving my life as I know it sink into my mind.

As I face the sale of my house, the vision of creating a space to live a life-long dream is taking shape. At first, I completely throw up every obstacle I can think of – relationships, leaving my dog, my clients, my business. I am being TOTALLY reasonable.

In my recent boot-camp, one of the most important days is BEING UNREASONABLE DAY. But doesn’t the lesson apply to the coach too? Did I put that session in for myself as much as for everyone else?

I am now sitting in my own reasonable vs. unreasonable discomfort, contemplating taking off for places where I’ve always dreamed of living, always making people, circumstances, responsibilities, money excuses for why this experience was off limits to me.

So what will happen, how it will work it out, what challenges I will overcome, what mistakes and feelings I have about it all as it unfolds, I don’t know. I just know that I am writing this at 4:40 in the morning, unable to sleep in the fear and excitement of all the new possibilities ahead.

I resist uploading this post. Once it’s in writing, people will be asking me about it, expecting me to go forward, wondering what I’ll actually do or not do, what it will be like to just go and live a dream.

So I resist the delete button so I cannot backtrack, so at least I move forward one step at a time toward an experience that I deserve and from which I’ll learn more than I’ve gotten in any classroom.

Stay tuned – could a reality show be ahead:  Nanc Goes To France? (Matthew Goldfarb, thanks for this one)