Above is an incredibly powerful clip from the classic movie Field of Dreams

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As I played the excerpt today, my husband looked over at me and said, “This is a great scene, it gives me chills.” I also have the same visceral response to the excerpt. And, I promise you, it has nothing to do with baseball. No, we are moved by an American dream hanging by the precipice of one decision.

There is no logic in the  Resolve of Kevin Costner’s character, Ray Kinsella, to plow under his crops and build a baseball field on farmland the bank is moving to foreclose. Yet, Ray is called to put aside his fears and trust.

Regard the words of Terence Mann, as played by James Earl Jones:

“….For it is money they have, and peace they lack…. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It’s been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game, is a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that once was good, and what could be again.

With these words, we know that Ray’s dream is not his own, but something he must do for the many people who yearn for a moment of simplicity and peace.

Faced with a similar choice, what would you do? Would you place a greater good before your immediate needs? Would you have the courage to pursue the call?

If you are struggling to place yourself in Ray’s position, dig deeper. Everyone has a dream. A tug deep in our gut that pulls us forward. A yearning to create something bigger than ourselves; to be something grander than the edges of our imagination. Our dreams magnetize us toward a destination that we can not explain, justify or make logical.

True callings are rarely fleeting or sudden. Rather, they reside in our soul every day of our life. As children we hear our dream in a steady, confident voice of authority. However, with time, the call becomes but a whisper from the shadows of our busy lives; drown by the noise of responsibility and logic.

I know this to be true because I AM A DREAMER… a dreamer that grew up and became a public accountant. Despite always having a passion for words, I have inhabited a world of money and numbers. What can I say? The heart of a writer is easily stifled in a type A, result driven, left brained human being.

I do not know how Wicked Sexy Smart fits into my calling. I only know I am compelled to build this site; in the same way I have always desired to string together words that reach into the mind and heart of a person; impacting forever how they perceive.

I envision Wicked Sexy Smart as a virtual high five to those in need; a platform that reaches out to other women, other parents and says:

I got you. You are okay, if not now, than soon. And also, your children, they are okay too. They may be ass bags today, but someday soon, they will make you proud. You: your body, your mind and your soul are a beautiful work in progress. Keep showing up. Keep working hard. Keep pushing forward to the BEST YOU.

Unfortunately, my battle with Imposter Syndrome rages on. Somewhere deep down inside, a voice is telling me that no one wants to hear what I have to say… my high five left hanging, awkwardly, mid-air.

As I reflect upon the hours I put into each blog… The endless edits and revisions… The piece of me that I’m letting out into the world to be used however my reader decides… The critical eye and judgment I am inviting to my life… I think “Why the funnel cake do I bother?”

The answer is simple. I bother because I need to be someone who believes in themselves. Moreover, I need to show my children how to believe and how to pursue their dreams. What is a life if not lived to it’s true potential? What is a man without his dreams?

So, despite my doubts, despite the odds stacked against me, despite the wormhole of search engine optimization madness that makes my head hurt; I am going to keep showing up, working hard, pushing forward…

And praying that …

If I build it, you will come.


Another Costner Victory that you owe it to yourself to see. Grab the kids and the popcorn, it’s movie night!
The real Field of Dreams
Kevin Costner
James Earl Jones