There are so many times we are just at the edge of a breakthrough and we walk away. It’s funny, we sit here and say, “I want to reach for the stars. I want breakthroughs.” But when the time comes to sit through the pain, we can’t take it. We step away. We find something to appease our anxiety. And we have no idea that that moment we couldn’t sit through, was our opportunity to face our moment of truth.
Take chances, make mistakes. That’s how you grow. Pain nourishes your courage. You have to fail in order to practice being brave.
I admit it, when I’m writing and my anxiety gets high, I automatically step away and look for a snack. It’s wired in me. It’s wired in all of us. When our brain senses that a situation can cause some sort of discomfort, it tells us that our best option is to step away. And we listen. Maybe more times than we should. But here I am reminding you to stick it out. Sit and focus and don’t stop till you feel the breakthrough. I promise you, it’s there. I promise you, it’s coming. And I can guarantee you that if you are super uncomfortable, you’re in the right starting place. Keep going.
We all do things differently. There’s no one way to get to the finish line. There is suggestions on how to make the journey more enjoyable. There’s choices that could make it feel like you’re starting over but you’ll never start from the same place twice.
You may even get to a point in life where you have to rebuild. You may have to buy new materials but this time, you know what doesn’t work. And just because you’re starting over doesn’t mean you failed. The fact that you showed up for yourself, is sign that you’re doing better than you think.
On the flip side, trying something brand new, is hard. It’s scary and complex and can feel overwhelming. You might fail. You’re apt to make rookie mistakes because you’re a rookie and this is new but that doesn’t define who you are and it doesn’t define your future.
So whether you’re starting over or starting from scratch, be kind to yourself but most of all, forgive yourself for not knowing. Forgive yourself for knowing and not doing. Do better next time. But don’t quit.
She took a deep breath (it smelled like roses and vanilla) and then she took a step toward the field across the street from our town cemetery She turned to be sure I was coming And I was Then she sped up and danced in the moonlight as if not a soul could see her But I could my best option was to dance with her
I let my tongue hang and wiggle symbols I wear comfort in stilettos and my heart on the doorknob There’s no real wild it’s just real human expressed everyday and in so many ways I feel left out I feel eager I feel purpose and hope I feel so many things Why leave these pieces of me out when I can be every single one of them
Years ago, I would have given up already. Years ago I would have never even started. I would left my dreams for someone else to do because I wasn’t confident enough to even try. Now that I have faced my demons (and still face them today), I have learned to use my sensitivity to propel me forward.
We all get sad sometimes but not all of us have the gall to admit it. We all have vulnerabilities but not everyone has the courage to use them to their advantage. When you do admit it, when you do use them to your advantage, I like to call that authenticity. Authenticity is so exciting and I personally feel it’s the act of pure acceptance. When you’re authentic, it’s not just acceptance of yourself, it’s acceptance of all those you share your true colors with.
“Authenticity is about being true to who you are, even when everyone around you wants you to be someone else.” – Michael Jordan
Here’s some honesty, there are a lot things that hurt my feelings. There’s also a depth about me people may never understand. But what do those two things have to do with how I choose to live my life? Absolutely nothing. My feelings won’t stay hurt and the misunderstood parts of me will remain long after I’m gone. But you know what won’t be here long after I’m gone, my own life. So as a human being with a fire in her heart to write and the desire to accept individuals for who they are, (not who they could be), I will not ever stop pursuing my dreams. It’s not just some commitment I’ve made, it’s a part of me, my dreams are who I am.
Authenticity isn’t some personality trait you’re born with. It’s courageously showing up for yourself over and over again. It’s learning to let go of all the temporary things that don’t add to your life. So here I am now, authentic and ready to live my life how I choose.
The storms raged even with the flood waters receding we still couldn’t separate up from down love from hate so we write, discuss and write some more until we figure out that what matters most is the present all else should fall in line