The other night I was clogging the feed with tweets about the Hunter Hayes “We’re Not Invisible” concert. I’d apologize, but I’m not sorry.

Hunter Hayes has officially inspired me. I know it’s cliché to have a singer/actress/famous person inspire you, but it’s true – it happened. I don’t quite remember what he said that set me off on an inspirational tailspin, but here I am – four days later – still inspired.

He was talking about something (again, not quite sure what) when a thought came to my mind. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for years, but I’ve never quite grasped that it was possible. I’ve always been waiting, waiting, and waiting. Waiting for what? I don’t exactly know.

So while Hunter was talking (yes, we’re on a first-name basis now – or at least I am) I found myself feeling sad because I couldn’t do something I’ve dreamed of doing since I was a teenager. That’s when a single thought trickled into my mind:

What’s stopping you?

It’s easy to look at our lives and think, “I’ll do that when…” or “I’ll be happy if…” We tend to live our lives on if/then statements. Such as, “If that super-cute guy I saw at the party asks me out, then I’ll be happy.”

It’s easy to live our lives this way. We’re constantly searching for things that will make us happy and that’s not bad. It’s a good thing to want to be happy. But at some point we have to ask ourselves, “Am I the one standing in the way of my happiness?” You have dreams, right? Everyone does. I don’t think there’s a person in this world who wakes up in the morning and thinks, “Man, I really hope nothing good happens today.”

I often think, “I can’t do that until _______________.” I’m a list person. I enjoy having a plan and being able to execute it. I like order. While I don’t think any of these qualities are bad, I can’t help but feel like it’s somewhat limiting.

People always hand out limitations and restrictions. You can’t do something because you’re not the right person for the job. You’re not good enough. Others could do it better. You won’t succeed. It just goes on and on and on until you start believing what others say and think.

Fear stops us from doing what we love. We sometimes let fear control our lives, until one day we’re 83 and looking back wondering why we’ve never accomplished their dreams. We let the size of a task dissuade us from working at it. Most anything worthwhile will be hard work.

I’m not perfect. That’s just a fact. There’s a good possibility I might fail. But that’s okay.

What’s stopping me? Nothing. Not anymore.