We all have to start somewhere. So let me just jump in. I’ve dilly-dallied long enough. It’s time to just do it.
I’ve had something to say for a very long time. In fact, there are pages upon pages already written in my head, accumulating there since I graduated from college, which was 27 years ago. But for some reason, they haven’t often made it onto paper, or into a computer file. So I finally asked myself, “Why?” What’s holding me back? What am I afraid of? So, here I am. Finally.
I’m currently reading Brene’ Brown’s “The Gifts of Imperfection,” and it’s created the impetus for this. Though my soul-searching has been going on for much longer. She quotes the lyrics of a Leonard Cohen song, Anthem: “There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.” It struck a chord. As did so much of what she has written in this book. I have plenty of cracks. And Brene’s advice is to stop spackling them. Stop trying to be perfect. There is no such thing as perfect.
I interpret the quote in another way too. Cracks are heartbreak, disappointment, failure, anxiety, stress, fear. When we crack open from these things, we have a choice: to grow or to whither. I say grow. Let the light in. Use all that fertilizer. That’s what’s going on here. I hope you’ll stay with me as I begin to let the creativity flow onto the page.