The love of my life tells me I should write. But there is the hassle of the need for a perfect product. Well, maybe not perfect... but at least well-polished.
But even the standard of well-polished can be overwhelming. Daunting. Forbidding. At a minimum, an obstacle to progress.
So my perfectionism has been an enemy of good. I have not produced nearly enough. How much time have I wasted because I was afraid to share? Or because I feared the response?
But this blog, 'Chillaxing With a Drink'... is my response to that. If I write anything that I later regret... I have a built in excuse: I was probably under the influence and not thinking clearly.
So I've given myself the grace to make a mistake. And that is empowering. You should give yourself the grace to make mistakes, too. Be empowered.
So in this blog I intend to share my semi-filtered speculations about truth.
One guarantee I am willing to make: In life, there are no guarantees about the truly important things. Some things you just have to accept on faith... and that makes it better.
So I will write this blog with love in my heart... Peace out, baby!
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