[Life/Writing] newborn

Vulnerability & the act of putting oneself “out there.”

This is what I am doing now. I’m committing to the unknown and preparing for the onslaught of challenges in “becoming.”



As I write these words at first they seem insignificant, almost meaningless.

I gaze at them for a while and realize that those words tender and innocent as if within my cupped hands I hold tiny little beating hearts. I can feel their warmth, fragility and desire to be to be recognized and heard.

A long time ago I discovered how much I loved writing stories, it was always my favorite unit in elementary school right thru to university (creative writing). Then and now I fully expect the doors to¬†be battered down and the “fraud police” to wrangle me to the ground and escort me out of here because I don’t know what I am doing. Or at least that is what I think or so “that” voice in my head tells me.

I think that because I am scared, I am vulnerable and I’m exposing myself to judgement, to the identities of the unknown. Amanda Palmer taught me a lot when I read her novel¬†the Art of Asking. She¬†introduced me to the beginnings of vulnerability, fear and identified¬†the fraud police so beautifully. Brene Brown taught me so much about creativity’s birthplace through¬†shame and vulnerability.¬†Had I not learned about the good that comes from fear, vulnerability,¬†learning to ask and receive help I would not be here today writing this… and in the birthplace of my new brainchild.

So to add to the above words there are two more

“I’m excited.”




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