Sunshine and Clear Paths

Inevitably, you come to this moment when the clouds part, the sun shines through, and the path is illuminated.

Unfortunately, I don’t have my walking shoes.

Well, I do, but I’m feeling a little afraid to put them on.  Or am I?  I mean, I think I should be feeling fear.  That’s what I would normally be feeling.  But…but it’s just not there.  No fear.  Well, how do you like that?

I like it a lot, actually.  Oh, there will be fear again, I am sure.  I am human.  I will doubt.  The tape in my head will play.  My insecurities will pop up.  It happens.  It will happen to you, too, no matter how self-assured you may feel.  Like I said, I’m human.  You’re human.  It is part of the experience, part of the journey.

The trick, see, is to meet the fear.  Embrace it.  Acknowledge it.  Then release it.

Release it?  I’ve written about release before, haven’t I?  Huh.  Maybe there is something to these musings of mine.

You know, Regine laid it out for me: I’m not that young any more.  I’m not old, either, but I’m not that young.  All she meant was that I don’t have to worry about credibility any longer.  That 28-year-old woman wrote a great book, and people read it.  They read it without regard for her age.  Why?  Because she had a message, and it was a good message.  She wrote eloquently, with authority.  Age?  Who cares when there is wisdom to be had?

Me…I’m a bit older than her.  I’ve got something to say, too.  And maybe, just maybe, people will listen.  If they don’t?  Who cares.  I don’t write for them, anyway.  I write for me.  I write for me and for the people who DO listen.  Even if there’s only one other soul reading my writing, it’s worth the time and the effort to put ideas on paper.

Every word, every idea is worth sharing.

Oh yeah…the path is clear.  Screw it.  Who needs shoes?  I’ve got a journey of a thousand miles ahead of me.  I hear those are best started with a single step.