When I set out on this most recent blogging endeavor I knew I was A) late to the game, B) jumping on a bandwagon and C) somewhat confused. But I did it anyway.
Because I wanted to.
I am a
I help people answer questions and pick apart problems and grow better from this work. I consult mostly with business people, but also with moms and other creative folks. A lot of them have blogs. I read a lot of blogs. I real a lot of material in general. For me, it is a part of my work. But that's just how I crafted it.
I crafted my work, my life, my world around the things I love to do.
Sit at my desk on a rainy morning while my son sleeps and my daughter plays. Think about drinking tea.
Leave the tea unmade and write.
But the admission I am haltingly bringing about is that I am unsure about this writing I am doing here. Unsure about how public it is. Unsure that the hundreds of people that read what I write really need to be spending their time reading it. Unsure that I should be contributing to the vast about of information out there in the world. Unsure that I should be sitting here instead of playing with my kids, or getting a "real" job. Unsure if this is going to lead to money, or if it is for my soul. Unsure if it is a business or a hobby. Just plain unsure. And guess what?
That is just fucking fine.
All that matters is that I note the uncertainty. That I rest with is and turn it over and then LET IT GO. Maybe tomorrow I'll be certain. And then at some point I'll be certain again. Work with your uncertainty , allow it. Trust that it is okay. And if you want to, leave me a comment below and remind me that you are reading, and that you are uncertain too.