The journey of a thousand miles…
For longer than I care to remember, I’ve wanted to write a blog, but something has continuously stopped me. The fear of finding that I’m actually no good? Maybe. The worry that I have nothing valuable to say? Probably. The overwhelming sense of sudden vulnerability… DEFINITELY. I’ve kept a journal for about a decade, something which I’ve always taken solace in. When I go periods of time without writing, without taking the time to find a quiet corner and scribble my inner most thoughts, I notice a significant difference in my sanity. It’s my form of self-care. That said, blogging feels like a whole new ball game. Writing personal thoughts, thoughts that someone else might actually read (!!!?!) – now that is something I’ll have to get used to.
I’ve noticed, particularly lately, a desire to explore my inner creative. I’m a creative at heart – whether that’s arts, music, writing, marketing whatever – it’s something I’ve felt compelled to explore more in recent years. Thinking back, despite my somewhat studious nature at school, I think I’ve always felt some sort of pull towards creativity. I was forever making scrapbooks, drawing pictures, starting little projects, decorating my bedroom walls, and the dancing – don’t even get me started on the dancing. Interestingly, after a few reiki sessions with my cousin recently, she mentioned my creative energy centre (stay with me) is particularly active, and if that’s not a sign to explore, I don’t know what is.
I guess at the end of the day, whenever I feel that familiar terror of putting stuff “out there”, I just need to remember why I’m doing what I’m doing. I’m not looking for a fan following, or a sponsorship deal (although, who doesn’t love a freebie – seriously, don’t be shy). I just want to create, unapologetically, which may take time to get used to, but when I think back to when I first started journaling, I admittedly felt like a bit of a tit, and now that’s just part of who I am. As the saying goes (yep – it’s time for a classic blogpost cliché) “the journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step” so, as I sit in Wicklow Town library overlooking the familiar fishing docks, let’s just consider this my first little step.
R x