I've been thinking the past few days about a quote I read a while back:
"Your playing small does not serve the world" by Marianne Williamson and was quoted by Nelson Mandela's inaugural speech.
What does this really mean? In what ways I play small? When do I shrink back when I could be going forward?
It's an interesting question to ponder. I think sometimes it's really easy to hold back a "Hello," a compliment or even a smile. It is easier to stay in my own head, to think my own thoughts. It is easier to think they aren't noticing anyway, so why bother? It is easier to sometimes to say home inside myself.
Playing "big" requires faith. Faith that you're usually guided towards good, faith that you can't really fail because there is always another opportunity. Faith that you're really ok, always have been and always will be.
One of the things I'm focusing on right now is to "play big." It doesn't really require a lot of effort, more about awareness. I have to be aware of when I'm repressing a "hello" or repressing an idea, and instead of holding it in, I need to let it out; give it life. After all, there is a really big world outside my head, I think it's time to experience it!
What about you?
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
To Begin a Blog
I am sitting here, perplexed by the blank blog form, wondering "What do I write about?" The answer came quickly, "I have no idea." Great. Thanks. How perfectly wonderful for the vast subconscious to respond with "I have no idea." I'm going to take this one by the horns, and just... write.
What is the purpose of this thing called "blog"? Do I really want to write about the trivial details of my day-to-day living? Do I venture into the land of philosophical ideas and the mysteries of the universe? With my subconscious responding as it is right now, I'm going to make due with trivial details.
Enter the inner chicken.
If I publish this online and link it, people are going to read it. Are they going to be bored with it? Are they going to like it? Will they be repelled or attracted by what I have to say? Is it worth putting myself out there in writing?
I won't be a slave to my inner chicken. This will be my first post.
Maybe it will get easier in time?
Only one way to find out.
Ready?
*Publish Post*
What is the purpose of this thing called "blog"? Do I really want to write about the trivial details of my day-to-day living? Do I venture into the land of philosophical ideas and the mysteries of the universe? With my subconscious responding as it is right now, I'm going to make due with trivial details.
Enter the inner chicken.
If I publish this online and link it, people are going to read it. Are they going to be bored with it? Are they going to like it? Will they be repelled or attracted by what I have to say? Is it worth putting myself out there in writing?
I won't be a slave to my inner chicken. This will be my first post.
Maybe it will get easier in time?
Only one way to find out.
Ready?
*Publish Post*
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