Facing Fear

Paint on a used canvas, ready to be mixed. A paintbrush lies beside.
Photo by Mike Petrucci on Unsplash

I have been putting this off for a long time. I’ve known for most of my life that I’m able to read others and understand things about them that either they don’t know or don’t want to know. I followed the path of my upbringing and culture and society and have enjoyed building tools and a career. However, I don’t feel like I’ve ever really spent my working hours on the things for which I am specifically gifted.

Various things continue to happen in my life without my direction or consent. It’s as if life is showing me that which I don’t want to see. Things like losing my job my marriage ending getting a new job then being furloughed for several weeks after just a year of working there etc.

I know there is more To my life than the things I’ve chosen. I want to help people and I tell myself that I’m not allowed to make a living from it for a number of reasons. Things like why would someone pay me when I don’t have the license of a therapist or a PhD of a researcher. For whatever reasons I have devalued my own life lessons and learnings sort of how self deprecating comedy works. If I evaluate it before others evaluate, then I can’t be hurt by it. It being that my gift and intuition don’t have value.

and so we are done with all of that. This post is about my fear and how I’m breaking through it. I am vulnerable now. I am open. I want to build this in front of all of you. And what I’m building is a place where all are welcome. This place is only about love. With love comes understanding and space to explore and question and fly and land and learn and hurt and grow without that love ever being removed. What I’m building is a place where I will shine a light on the path for someone else to find their own love. Their love for themselves. It’s what I want for all of us.