Daring to Dream – and to Write
But for a long time, I haven’t dared to follow my dream. Haven’t dared to follow my heart.
Friends, family members and people I barely knew would encourage me to write, and ask me why I didn’t write more. I’d shrug, tell them I hadn’t really thought about it (lie), but thank you.
You might have arrived here from my old blog, a smaller, personal blog, and I welcome you. But this blog will be different. It’ll be less personal. But I hope, that it’ll dig deeper. I want to write stuff that matters. That will make a difference. Make you think. Help you solve problems. Make your life better. Ask the hard questions or brighten up your day.
Honestly though? I’m scared.
I’ve been thinking about doing this for months, if not a year by now. But it wasn’t until yesterday, that I really managed to talk about my fears.
I’ve been dealing with some anxiety this past week, and I was talking to one of my closest friends about it. He asked me why I was feeling anxious, and I told him I didn’t know. Immediately I realized that wasn’t true. I did know.
I was scared of failing. I was scared that no one would want to read what I had to say. Or if they did, that they would think it horrible and a waste of time. I was scared that people would think I’m too young and don’t have enough experience – or too old and I should’ve started this years ago.
But my friend is pretty smart, and he asked me one of the most powerful questions we can ask ourselves – and each other – whenever something scares us. So?
– What if no one reads it? Or if they don’t like it? Or if they think I’m a fake?
– So then I’ll fail?
– Then all I’ll be is a failure.
– So I suppose then I’d have to start over again.
– So then it’ll take longer.
– So I guess worst case scenario I’ll be back exactly where I started… with some more experience.
The Things We Regret
I “knew” this already. I’d heard it many times. The biggest regrets are for the things you never do. The risks you never take. But I didn’t know it until then.
The same day I bought this domain, under my own name, and began setting it up.
I’m still scared, but I’m also incredibly excited. I’m excited, because I’m following my heart and my dreams.
But I am a writer.
What dream, is fear keeping you from pursuing?
If you didn’t have to worry about failing, what would you do?
What would happen, if you dared to pursue that dream and you failed?
Please share your thoughts and questions in the comment section.