I have procrastinated writing this post all morning, but procrastination has its purpose, as do all of the events and emotions one might choose to label “negative.” In addition to my garden free from weeds, my spice cabinet organized and alphabetized, and my floors mopped to a shine, the procrastination has allowed me to align my energy with this moment now, with you, the reader. I’m so glad you’re here!
Truth be told, I’ve procrastinated writing this post since my book published, but when the anniversary of the publication rolled around (for the third time) I could no longer ignore what’s been awaiting us. After hiding under the guise of fearing failure, I realized the deeper fear of never having started at something that might fail – or succeed. As the lotto motto says, “if you don’t play, you can’t win!”
Then began my mental debate over the topic of The First Blog Post, and that’s when it occurred to me that said debate might BE the topic. What would make reading this meaningful? What would help me connect with readers? What message do I want to share? What gifts have I been assigned to impart? What would define “success” for my blog? Ultimately, for whom am I writing these posts? As these questions swirled about in my mind, I heard a Carpenters song my mom sang when I was a girl emerge from within, specifically the lyrics “don’t worry that it’s not good enough for anyone else to hear.” Graciously, the melody allured me back down into my heart for the answers. It is from that open space I offer you my words.
I imagine a world where the broadband waves are flooded with uplifting messages, reprogramming the subconscious and crowding out false beliefs with no basis. I intend that my words reach those who need them most in perfect timing. And I invite you to join the conversation as you reflect on the everyday miracles unfolding all around you.