What I’ve discovered about fortunes and getting them is that, just as in wise fairy tales, the fortune is always located right under one’s nose. It is in managing one’s surroundings that one finds one’s purpose. Mind you, I’m not arguing against travel or change. I’m just asserting, as Dorothy did in the Wizard of Oz, while clicking her heels, that “there’s no place like home.”
Recognize that the seeds of even the wildest ambition begin humbly at your own front door. Scientist Neil deGrasse Tyson became an astrophysicist in potential at age 9 in the most brightly lit city in the world, home to just “12 stars.” So it turns out all the stars he needed were found in books and in the Hayden Planetariun.
I have a secret house in one of the mid-Atlantic states that has a secret closet. I have a secret garden, too. And at the Arboretum and Botanic gardens, I own great and vast estates.
Look beneath the soles of your feet. Search the clouds over your head. Look to your right and to your left. Your treasure is right before your eyes, and has been there all along.