4:39 seems to be the hour. Anxiety wakes me and assures me that if I check email there will be something waiting for me there, for sure. Nothing. Oh, no, did I say email? I meant LinkedIn. Ok, let’s go. Nothing there either, of course. Except maybe there is something: a thought of warning.
To look at things as they are unfolding and say yes, this is what I am feeling right now and it scares me and I feel like doing anything to stop it and, by the way, I have no idea how all of this will turn out? Now, in my book, that is courage. So, as it scares me so, that is my sign that I need to try it.
Perhaps one of the most annoying things I have encountered in my professional life is unsolicited, “well meaning,” advice. That moment when someone cares too little about you to make sure the time is right to offer feedback, but too much about themselves to keep their mouths shut.
The part of myself I like the least and that frustrates and puzzles me the most is how affected (to read emotionally hijacked) I get by reactions that people have to my words and actions.
There is nothing simple about being on the sidelines. When we see our loved ones struggling, there is a breaking in ourselves as well, but there is no true love without respect, without the trust that the person we cannot live without is able to navigate whatever the moment brings.
A writer doesn’t wait until the perfect idea and mood strikes so that a masterpiece ensues. That never happens. Or at least not to people like me. A writer writes. Every day.
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