Shame said, “you wrote a book but you’ve done nothing about it”. Fear asked “but who would want to read it. Then I heard the following words on waking. “Write for the one.”
I wrote the words “Write for the One” in my Journal as I sat having my morning coffee. I looked at all the journal entries and quietly thought “these are such personal stories but always feel I should blog about it”. I felt a surge of me condemning myself for not being consistently rising in me. Is it fear or lack of time as I rush off to start work? Journal after journal is filled with stories that became beautiful pieces of my life puzzle which truly assisted me to heal and grow.
I thought of my old fear of being vulnerable and thought of how sharing our stories authentically can help not only ourselves to heal but also others as we can relate and it is this that build connection and community.
In a world where it has become fashionable to put our best foot forward, and have thousands of followers I fell prey to comparing myself but then I remembered … I wrote the Book for the one. That one was me.
Steppingoutwithell.
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