Combobulated Contentedness

I have been writing this blog in my head for two days trying to find some cohesiveness in my thoughts. I haven't found it, but I'm writing anyway. My brain and soul are full and this is my current method of purging.
I am in Utah this week for a business training and as I drove from Northern Utah into the Salt Lake Valley this evening I had overwhelming feeling of contentedness. A few things contributed to this feeling.
It snowed today and the mountains with fresh snow combined with a pink sunset was gorgeous. I am always reminded how beautiful this valley is when I fly in and see the mountains stand majestically where they stood all of my growing up years. I didn't gain the deep appreciation for them until I had to miss them. The crisp air after a snow just makes me want to breathe deeply.
I also had a wonderful sense of confidence and calm as I travelled to my parent's home this evening. I am deeply excited about this business. I believe that I can make it successful. My purpose in beginning this adventure is to make money and bless people's lives. I also have a desire to prove to myself that I can make this a fantastic business, something that earlier in my life I would have never considered.
I have recently adjusted the imaginary ceiling I walk around with- I don't know why we grow up thinking we can and can't do certain things, but running my own business wasn't ever on my "can" or "do" list. Without sounding completely naive, I believe I can accomplish anything I am completely committed to. I am not limited in the adventures I have the ability to pursue. I am not blind to the amount of work these things may require, but I love the full capable feeling that nothing is beyond my reach if it's something I truly desire.
A major component of my combobulated thoughts lately is faith. Referring to the Book of Mormon, Ether chapter 6 tells of the Jaredite journey to the promised land. The end of verse four says that they got aboard their vessels and set forth, "commending themselves unto the Lord their God." Is it my pride or my lack of faith that has prohibited me to commend myself to God? I love the notion that I can ask my Father for what I need, do everything in my power to make it happen and then commend myself and watch the Lord bless my life. The thought is freeing to me.
I had a fantastic day. The thoughts were a bit disorganized, but the day was good.