Ok. Deep breaths. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.
I always resisted writing, never really feeling like I had anything to say. Give me something to write about and I can cobble it together. It doesn’t usually sound right to my internal reader but others apparently see it differently. Some are content, some are surprised, some are complimentary. Mostly, I just want it to feel good to me…but that so rarely happens.
How to solve for that? Force the effort. Make it so you have a commitment, not just to yourself but to others. If you have the ability to let yourself down, or put others ahead of you, maybe this is the vehicle to get around that. So here it is…an attempt to make the mundane less so, to enhance the experiences life has to offer and to enrich my life and, hopefully, the lives of others.
I’m not worried about succeeding. Not really. Because success is measured in so many different ways, I don’t feel constrained in any way by “achieving”. If I’m happy with what I’m doing, if those absolutely closest to me are happy too, there isn’t anything else more valuable to me. So let’s get these training wheels off…