Over 30 years ago, I created a bucket list. At the very top of that list I wrote down the words: I want to become a recording artist. ― And I have to be honest, when I wrote it, I thought that goal was nearly impossible for me to achieve. I could crank out a good Rolling Stones cover on my guitar and could rock the house at parties, but didn’t have the first clue about how to write a song, let alone one that might eventually make it on the radio … but I wrote it down anyway, because I decided to believe some crazy guy I’d heard at a seminar shouting about how you HAVE TO create a bucket list and fill it with grand visions, and how people that write their goals down achieve them 97% of the time.
As the years rolled by, I was able to knock a number of dreams off the list, but that one dream I really wanted ― my crazy recording artist dream remained an impossible enigma. Until one day, about 7 years ago, when I finally realized something about myself: