Tuesday, February 18, 2014
It never really goes away, does it?
You know, that feeling.
The one where you'd rather do almost anything else... but if you don't do what you know you're supposed to, it will niggle you to the point of severe discomfort.
The one where you'd like to stick your head in the sand and pretend you don't have to do it... except there's nowhere to hide from the truth inside your heart.
The one where you wonder what it actually is you're afraid of: not being able to live up to your own expectations? Finding out you're a fraud? Everyone else finding out? Being rejected?
The one where, if you're lucky, you might call yourself out and ask, "Hey. Seriously? What's the worst that could happen?"
Or: "How good will you feel once it's done?"
It never really does go away. No matter how many times you do it, no matter how successful you become and whatever your measure of success.
The trick is to do it anyway. And trust that that is enough.
I'm revisiting my manuscript for the first time in nine months today. There's a deadline that I'd really like to meet.
I'm doing it anyway.
I'm leaning in. Leaning in so far I may just fall.
But trusting that the falling is where the magic is.
I can do this. I can do this.