I have been messing around with the idea of a blog about movement for a couple of years now. Not even just the idea, I actually got started. Sort of. Frankly, it was pretty awful. But that’s okay, because nobody ever read it. 😉
I have a lot of (really good!) excuses for not trying harder. Most of my excuses revolve around the the theme “not enough time”. However, if I’m being honest, the biggest barrier has a lot more to do with fear, and revolves around the theme, “not good enough”.
Yet, here I am, trying to say words. You know what finally got me off my duff? It wasn’t that I suddenly figured out that I am good enough, after all. The final straw* was one of those moments that I felt completely inadequate. Those of us that care about what we do all have those moments. In this case, I wasn’t able to help someone the way that I wanted to help them, and it was frustrating. (I was able to help them by referring them on, so the story works out well for the other person.) In any case, I realized that I am not perfect**, and I can’t wait until I have everything all figured out, or nothing will ever happen.
Any kind of movement, whether physical movement or starting something new (like a blog) has to begin somewhere. If we wait until we’re perfect, it’ll be a long wait! I choose imperfection and progress rather than stagnation. I will certainly learn something along the way, no matter what. Here goes!
*The second to last straw was a well placed (loving) kick in the rear from a good friend. Thanks, Brit!
**That was a shocker, let me tell you!