Lord have mercy me I’m doing my very first blog and putting it out there for all the world to see. I haven’t a clue about what I’m doing and I’m scaring myself stupid, but what the heck. What’s the worst thing that can happen? I think the game plan is to quit agonizing over whether it’s perfect, and just dive in and do it. It feels like something akin to stepping out of an airplane at 10,000 feet. I can do it, but that first step is a gonna be a whipdoozie.
When I was 29, a palm reader told me that I should write. “Write what?” I asked? “Anything,” she said. Huh. Never thought of myself as a writer. Okay, fine, so I’ll write. Write what, I asked myself. Children’s books seem like a good place to start. Easy peazy, right? Well, maybe not so much . . .
So I focused my energies on acquiring the necessary accoutrements that would make a great writer out of me. Desktop computers were not yet a gleam in the eye of Bill Gates, so I had to bite the bullet and settle for a Selectric typewriter. It was way better than candlelight and an inkwell, I suppose and at least the keys didn’t get stuck together, but still . . ..
Set-up mission accomplished, I was ready. I parked myself back in my little blue meditation chair and awaited the inspiration that was surely in there somewhere. Yeah, but where? My trusty typewriter was growing cobwebs while I played the waiting game. Many months—or maybe even a year or so—passed by, and then one day I heard a compelling voice in my head command, “Get up, go sit down at your desk and write.” Bossy voice!
Again there was that pesky question, and again I asked myself, “Write what?” I dallied in my cozy little corner in a state of major resistance for a while, until finally against my will, something propelled me up and out of my comfort zone, hurled me into to my office, and plopped me down at my desk in front of my typewriter. Oh no—now what?
The voice again. “Put your fingers on the keys and just start typing.”
Anything. The alphabet. It doesn’t matter. Just start typing.
So I started typing and I haven’t stopped since. Decades later after reams of typewritten pages, newsletters, a book and more journals that I can count, the voice returns and nags yet again. This time it is with a one-word command: BLOG.
WHAT? NO! I don’t want to!
Because it’s a lot like work. I don’t have a clue about how to start a blog. What if nobody reads it? Worse, what if somebody I know reads it and doesn’t like it? What if I sound like a raving lunatic in need of a one-way ticket to the nearest funny farm? Furthermore, who’d want to read anything that I wrote? What’s the point? What makes me think that I have something to say that is any different or better than what anyone else wiser and cleverer has already written?
What’s different you ask? What’s different is that this is your story and it is unique. Everyone has a story, but you are the only voice that can tell yours. Every story matters. Every story is different. Every life holds value and offers gifts to those willing to hear, willing to listen. Every story is of great benefit to at least one someone else. If your story finds its way into the hands or heart of just that one, if it benefits just one life, will have been worth the effort?
Your job is to use your voice and not concern yourself with the opinions of others. The only outcome that matters is the completion of the work that you came here to do. Do you wish to reaffirm your commitment to your spiritual path and purpose? If so, it is time to take that first step, jump out of the plane, and free fall joyfully through your fears with faith enough to know that you are safe and supported even though appearances would have you believe that you are surely headed toward a crash landing.
Okay fine. I get it. It’s about time to quit wasting time and get on with it. After all, I’m not 29 anymore. And I’m not getting any younger, either. It’s definitely about time. Bossy voice.
Deep breath in — Geronimooooooo . . . YIKES! Wheeee . . .
18 thoughts on “It’s About Time”
Congratulations on your first blog post!!!! Oxoxo
Thanks! You made it all possible!
Way to go! Great job keeping your own voice! I can totally “hear” you!
You are the one who inspired me! Thanks!
Welldone! Dipping your toe/ whole foot in?? I’m glad you’ve started – I hear that’s the hardest part! xo
Such a great idea for you. Love it!
Thanks Julia. Super work.
Great job Julia! So very good to hear from you in such a wonderful way!!
Thank you Mollie! I appreciate your kind thoughts! Best to you and Dave!
Super proud of you Mommy! To put yourself out there so publicly takes a lot of courage. Love you!
Aw, thanks sweetie! That means a lot! Love you too.
Thanks Jewels! Yep – and finally Bossy Voice is happy. 🙂
Aunt Julia ~ WAY TO GO!!!! You inspire me to fully LIVE this precious gift of life and to just DO IT. Love you very much, Connie
Thank you SO much for your lovely kind words! I love you too.
Ditto to all the above comments, Julia!!
Thanks so much for your patience and perseverance Pat! I hope it was worth it! 🙂
I’m glad you listened, found your own voice, and are sharing it with us!
Six months and 19 blogs later I’m still writing and still learning. One of the best parts of blogging is finding like-minded spirits on the same path as my own. Thanks for being one of them!