Pushing past Fear

    I have been slowly doing the work of pushing past my fears. Creating this blog was a major breakthrough for me. I was scared of what people would think of me. I was scared I would freeze up and have nothing to say. I was scared no one would read this. Once I started taking small steps to getting this blog up and running I realized that I was really doing this for me. I want to write and have pushed this dream of mine away for years and years. I "write" all the time in my head. I can't tell you the number of posts I could have written had I not let the fear stop me. No more of that. I will write in spite of the fear. I can't let a feeling stop me from acting. I wish it hadn't taken me so long to get to this place but now that I'm here I won't let anything stop me. 
   If there is something you've always wanted to do or try......go for it. Pushing past fear is so much easier than living with the "what ifs". 

7 months later

I created this journal page 7 months ago during an art journal class. You were supposed to write about something you wanted to do but were scared to try. I wanted to start my own blog. At that point it was just an idea swirling around in  my head. I wanted to write about things I was thinking about and enjoying. But I was scared. Still am a little but I think that's normal when you try something new and it's something that's out there for anyone to see. It's taken me seven months and support from a really good friend to get this blog off the ground. I'm really happy that I did this in spite of the fear. It has me wondering what else I can accomplish when I push through the fear to the good feelings accomplishing  a dream or a goal can gives me. Hmmm.....I guess I have my next post idea. 

Found Poetry

     I'm taking an Art Journaling class on Tuesday nights. Last Tuesday one of the activities was Found Poetry. You take a page of text from a book, magazine or even the newspaper and pull out words or phrases that jump out at you or that strike a chord for whatever reason. You don't over think it and just choose the words. I wanted to share my found poetry. The book used was Sue Monk Kidds' First Light.

still secretly working on it

suggested we take turns reading

suddenly something unexpected happened to me

the sight nearly wiped me out

The divine,

unnameable spark

      This poem reflects how I feel deciding to start this blog. 

The beginning

         I've wanted to start a blog for years. I kept putting it off because I didn't think I had anything to say or that anyone would want to read what I wrote. I realize now that I need to do this for me. It doesn't matter who does or doesn't read it. I want to write about my struggles with weight and getting my life back on track. I want to write about the things I love and the things I dream about. This is my time and this blog is for me. A chance to quietly shout out all the things I've been holding inside.