Friday, 18 August 2017

I did it. I told a story.






So I did it. I told a story. Well a few stories really. And guess what.. No one died...well my mum died .. But you know what I mean! No one died from my story telling and from me doing something risky! If anything my facebook page came alive with love


I know in my life anxiety and fear are always working hard to try and keep me super safe. So I have to work even harder at keeping them and their stories in perspective. I think anxiety is so in love with me sometimes that he just wants to keep me all to himself.. tell me horror stories.. And lock me up! Well that's not happening. Anxiety is another feeling that needs boundaries and a reality check! (and maybe a hug and reassurance on occasions)


So here are a few little gems I found out this week ...


1. You are all the most fabulous loving human beings in the world ..with the most beautiful, kind-hearted words


2. I found a very new deep appreciation for anyone who ever shares themselves publicly


Like seriously, a part of me was thinking, who on earth would do this! Put yourself out there for other people to "see you"?! Ahhhh no way I'm most definitely going back into hiding! But then I had this deep appreciation that every singer, artist, musician, painter, dancer, writer (story teller) business owner is doing this !! They courageously open their heart.. Share what they have... and I'm sure somewhere in there they hope it will be recieved with love. And maybe just maybe it will offer something beautiful to someone else's day. But even without that.. they do it anyway!
They actually CHOOSE to do it and share it. Which is pretty incredible really... when they could choose to just stay on their comfy lounge, eat ice cream and stay nice and safe. Which sounds pretty tempting.. But no no no.. boring world! And plus we wouldn't have anything to watch on Netflix as all the movie makers would be sitting on their lounges eating ice cream.. instead of writing stories! And honestly.. Can you imagine how much fun guilt, anxiety, fear and the inner critic would have at an ice-cream lounge party.. on their own! I can just see them jumping up and down, giving eachother a hi five yelling "yippee we did it!! We killed her!!! Woohoo!"


So... I very much have a new appreciation to all the artists out there, ignoring all those unhelpful voices, sharing their hearts with the world and making it a more beautiful and brighter place.
Sharing our authentic selves really does create life and love
I think these are my most favourite words in the whole world...


"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at least have the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat"
Theodore Roosevelt


PS I am also totally an advocate for ice cream eating lounge parties at very important times (vegan ice-cream these days!) There are times.. very, very important times.. Where icecream is essential to living a meaning-full life  - and to celebrate how lucky we all are to be alive

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