Updated: May 9, 2019
Courage never feels courageous.
This evening I have decided it was time to publish this blog. I've been thinking about blogging for a long time and I never took the step because of the pressure I felt for it to be valuable, consistent, original... remarkable. Until now.
Why now? Well because I've realised that I'll never feel quite ready and that imperfect now is better than perfect never.
The courage to trust.
I am not sure how this blog will evolve and what topics or tone I'll breathe into it. You see I have planned this blog several times, structured it, gathered topics and that has paralysed me because it stopped the flow of inspiration. It became a mechanical almost clinical process that sapped all my love for writing and rendered me to stare at a blank screen.
So here I take the plunge. I do not know what my next posts will be about but I want for it to be a joyful and creative practice. So I am choosing to trust that I will find my way, that inspiration will gently and authentically guide me through this process. And with time I will discover the writer in me and I deeply hope that my reflections will serve as a source of encouragement, motivation and perhaps even insight to those who come across them.
I wonder... what you about?
What have you been wanting to do that you have not yet had the courage to do? What is your heart calling for that you are not yet honouring?
How can you move from a place of inertia into movement? How can you shift from fear to curiosity, letting go of the outcome and instead be playful with the process?