I've started a new kind of writing project with a friend of mine. We spent the weekend brainstorming (and also drinking a new concoction we invented: gin, ginger beer, and carrot juice. I highly recommend it). Writing with her was the most alive I've felt in a long time. That "lightning in your veins" feeling is special. It makes you feel unstoppable.
Unless you stop to think about it. And if your brain tells you that you're not good enough to do it, then "I'm so happy" becomes "I'm no good" almost instantly.
I nearly let myself go dark about the project. Imposter syndrome started kicking in something fierce. But then I stopped to think about what my daughter would do. She's been taking skating lessons recently. She often says that she's not "good" yet, but she's not waiting around until she's good to be happy. She falls on the ice and gets back up again and delights in the whole clumsy experience.
As usual, I find myself learning from my kids.
Reader, we don't have to wait to enjoy our endeavors until we're good at them. We can enjoy being beginners. We can enjoy being mediocre. We can enjoy every awkward step along the way. This week, let's remember life is for joy, at every stage in the game. Leap with glee in the direction of your passion. Wishing you happiness at whatever place you're at in your journey this week. See you next Monday. -Em
