She shared this quote by Steven Pressfield that hit me like a ton of bricks:
“Are you a born writer? Were you put on earth to be a painter, a scientist, an apostle of peace?
In the end the question can only be answered by action.
Do it or don’t do it.
It may help to think of it this way. If you were meant to cure cancer or write a symphony or crack cold fusion and you don’t do it, you not only hurt yourself, even destroy yourself. You hurt your children. You hurt me. You hurt the planet.
You shame the angels who watch over you and you spite the Almighty, who created you and only you with your unique gifts, for the sole purpose of nudging the human race one millimeter farther along its path back to God.
Creative work is not a selfish act or a bid for attention on the part of the actor. It’s a gift to the world and every being in it. Don’t cheat us of your contribution. Give us what you’ve got.”
Wow. Yes. So much yes.
You see, I’ve been selfish.
I used to write a blog that other people told me they enjoy…but I stopped, because I felt too vulnerable putting myself out there. I started writing in my journal more often, which is great, but it is only for my eyes to see, and that’s what I liked so much about it.
I have so many ideas to share and so many thoughts to give. I’ve been selfish in keeping them all to myself. I promise to try to be better about getting my thoughts into words and out into the universe for others to enjoy as much as I do.
What can you share with the world that you’ve been keeping private? Let it out and let your angels rejoice.