I'm going to write, BUT one toe at a time ...
I don’t know what to say, so I’ll sit back and read what others write, it all sounds so good and inspiring. My mind chatter is having a field day, sending me all sorts of limiting beliefs…
There is no way I could write like that… What I have to say wouldn’t be important… Reading is good too, what’s wrong with reading instead of writing? I am exercising my brain by reading….All very good excuses… Not!
What I do know is that it leaves me with a feeling of discontentment, that I didn’t join the conversation. What I had to share may have been something that someone else could have benefited from hearing.
I trust that my being open about my shortcomings with expression through writing, will assist someone else to step out of their comfort zone and share what they feel, even if there is a chance it might not be as good as someone else’s.
I am hopeful that by writing even if it's about my resistance, that I'll release some of that resistance...and it will help me too.