Birthday party at The Kennedy Space Center with a Man who walked on the Moon.
I still can’t believe I spent last Saturday in Florida. At The Kennedy Space Center. It was my 29th birthday. I went to Apollo 11 anniversary gala and met a man who left first footprints on the Moon, Buzz Aldrin, — what were the odds of that happening in my life? In anyone’s life who has little to do with space. Even less so in a life of a Russian 29-year old health coach from Siberia. What were the odds? — None and infinity at the same time. My intention for it to happen was the difference that made it happen. I decided it’s gonna happen and it did, with the most unusual and luckiest coincidences. Heck, at the beginning of summer I had no idea how I’ll make it to US having no papers to get a visa or resources to move to NYC, leave alone go to a black-tie gala at the Kennedy space center. And then I decided I’d make it. And I was given all the resources and opportunities. And I made it.
A part of me thinks it was a dream.
The pictures. The dress. The shoes. The badge from the space center with my name on it.
It’s all real. And yet it feels totally surreal.
I’m in New York. A city I chose to be my home. A city that chose me.
I believe our choosing is never one way. Whatever we choose chooses us for a moment, no matter how brief or long, for a moment of shared journey, for a moment of union of the paths.
I still can’t believe I turned 29 last Saturday — it seems like an eternity ago. But it also seems like I could not possibly have lived for 29 years already! I feel like I’m born anew every day and there is no limit to my child-like fascination with the world, like I see it all for the very first time. Everything is forever new and unique, unrepeatable. You can’t re-create the same moment exactly the same way, even if you did your best trying. Isn’t it amazing? How every moment is a piece of art, that the Universe creates every second, and that piece of art we can only experience once, if we pay attention. Or we can miss it, and maybe someone else will catch that moment instead, and maybe that is the meaning of our lives — to catch an instantaneous micro piece of this never-ending constantly unfolding and evolving work of art, that this moment-to-moment world is?
I lived through 29 years of those moments. Not sure I was there for every one of them. I need to get better at being present, at being a good listener, a good admirer of life.
One of my friends joked, “Well, next birthday you got to go to space to beat this experience!”
Maybe I will, I always wanted to do that, why not?
The experience was a confirmation for me, that all things are possible, no matter where we start, if we decide what our wishes and goals are, and commit to them with our whole hearts and minds, surrender to them. Commit and surrender to our visions like “The sky is not the limit” and anything is possible for a passionate human heart and mind.
I bet before we went into space and stepped on the Moon, and before we flew in the air, it was nothing less than crazy for people to think we can do that, that we can transport thousands of people through the air in a matter of hours to the other side of the world — and now it’s a common thing nobody WOWs about. And all it took — a few crazy dreamers who believed in their dreams more, than the facts tried to make them stick to reality and being reasonable.
I don’t know about you, but I prefer to be one of those crazy dreamers shooting for the Moon, and if not reaching the Sun, falling among the stars, having one hell of a journey on the way there.
And yes, I prefer being called weird, crazy, unreasonable and irresistibly interesting and fascinating many many times to the definition of normal and reliably constant. I never wanted to be normal anyway. Too boring. I want to see and experience extraordinary as often as possible.
I want to say, “WOW! How the hell did that happen?”, often. Very often.
How do we get more of extraordinary in our lives?
Believe in it? Put yourself in a path where extraordinary happens?
Extraordinary doesn’t happen, when you make reasonable choices and strive to lead a safe well-planned and thought-through life.
Extraordinary happens, when you do the crazy shit that nobody even the Universe expects you to do — that’s why out of surprise the world has to come up with extraordinary circumstances to match you.
Adventures don’t happen.
We go on adventures. We prepare for adventures. We expect adventures. We do unexpected and non-conventional. Illogical.
Then adventures follow.
What if nothing is impossible?
What adventure would you commit to and surrender to today? Would you really choose to live yet another planned day of things expected? Things safe? Things comfortable?
I’m reading this book by Neville Goddard “The Power of Imagination”.
The book is about how everything in the world around us is created by our imagination, our visions empowered by our feelings.
The law of imagination works whether you believe it or not. Just like gravity.
You might use the law to your advantage and create the life you want.
Or you might misuse it and create the life you don’t like or hate.
Either way the law works every single time.
Want a proof?
What thoughts did you have lately consistently?
Were you stressed about something? Nervous? Insecure?
And what’s your life like these days?
Do your thoughts and feelings and reality have something in common?
They probably match. Don’t they?
Don’t you usually get what you believe you will get?
It’s not because you know the world so well.
It’s because you create it.
We usually assume, that we feel a certain way because the world outside makes us feel that way.
But what if it’s the other way around?
What if the way we feel creates the world to match it?
I still can’t believe it. It all happened so fast.
I got my US visa — it might seem like nothing special to you. It was a lot of work for me! Lots of things had to fall into place and there was no guarantee they would.
I moved to the city of my dreams and heart and I walk every morning in the Central park — just like I imagined.
I went to Apollo 11 anniversary gala at the Kennedy space station, where we will launch Mars missions — just like I imagined.
I even talked to Buzz Aldrin personally — he just randomly wandered to our table — just like I imagined.
It was one amazing birthday night to remember that reminded me about the quote from Buzz’ book, “No dream is too high”, once again,
“The sky is not the limit… there are footprints on the Moon”
And every time we reach our own sky, our limit, it suddenly gets higher, and we believe we can reach a bit further.
Dream. Imagine. Feel. Believe. Do.