Blog Anxiety
“Everybody is qualified to write a book if they are called
to do so.”
That is what Reid Tracy, the Vice President of Hay House,
told a group of us in a writer’s workshop. I believe that…I think…somewhere
inside of me where my human ego, with all of its doubts and cutting words, is
not allowed to tread- I really believe that. I have felt called for SO LONG...
So as I am working on publishing my grief books (all 10 of them) I am taking Reid’s next piece of advice. “Start a blog," he
said. “You must build your platform. It gets the ideas flowing.”
So here I am starting a blog (what?!)– over the next few weeks, maybe months (?) I will be putting
my thoughts down about all things spiritual and allowing you to judge it and
comment and let me know if it is remotely interesting to live a minute in the
life of a spiritual junkie.
That picture up top is an actual picture of me on a zip line. For me, starting a blog feels like THAT moment- before all perceived safety is about to be stripped away...the view is great and it's exhilarating but you know there is potential for disaster. Although, Blog death is a lot less dramatic...
That’s all I got. I am one beer in and feeling a bit
overwhelmed. Contemplating grief. Contemplating life. Contemplating computer
viruses.
Maybe I will try again later.
(*Disclaimer for my A-Type Personality friends- I was not an English major! Yes, I write books, but I am paying an editor! Grammar + spiritual mind = possible grammatical nightmare. I love you - you have been warned.)