This year for me is all about taking risks. Being fearless.
More like being brave. Because you can’t be brave if you don’t feel fear, right? Anyway, hear me out and then I welcome your honest response(s).
I’m scared shitless. Seriously. I’ve actually been ridiculously paralyzed and it’s not going to hold me back anymore. This is me. Being brave. Putting it out there.
If you know me or not, know this … I am not good with vulnerability. Just the word makes me shudder and freaks the shit out of me. Makes me feel weak .. open to injury and insult … and any other ugly thing out there that could sting or heaven forbid, destroy me emotionally. Which, sometimes, I fear it may .. especially in my weaker moments. But “never let them see you cry”, right? Sadly, I have not responded well in the past (tears, or anger, or both) when it hasn’t played out as lovely and hopeful as it did in my head and you can only imagine the wake of destruction it’s created.
However, I’m happy to report that as I’ve matured over the years, my response to vulnerability has also matured. I’ve learned a lot and I don’t think I would have been ready to do this several, or even a few years ago. So here it goes.
As some of my closer friends, and maybe a few family members know, I’ve been writing a book. For a very long time now. At least 6 years, if not longer. You know what’s even crazier? It’s been pretty much done for at least 3 out of the 6. But I’ve been sitting on it. And as hard as it is to admit, it’s mostly out of my fear of vulnerability. Not even fear of rejection bothers me. I’ve never been one who has been too concerned with how others feel or think about me. But for some reason this work of love, and hate, and tears, and joy has rendered me debilitated.
But I am debilitated no longer. So look out world, here I come.
Today I am sharing the book cover prototypes. There are four. Tell me which one speaks to you and why. I’d also like to hear what the title says to you or you think the book is about. Don’t worry. You don’t hold all the power. Or any really. I probably won’t change the title or even go with the most popular cover choice. This is simply part of my process of making it real. Of making myself accountable to my internal universe that manages to dictate my epic failures and my greatest achievements. And making myself vulnerable .. for the greater good … my greater good.
I have a friend who is on a mission called “100 Letters of Rejection” for 2015. I’m following her lead. I also did some tiny research on famous authors who were rejected countless times and yet they persevered. And today we couldn’t imagine a world in which these works of art didn’t exist. I’m not doing this to be famous, to be on the national bestseller list or win a Pulitzer prize. I’m doing it because it’s inside me, literally begging to get out. So whatever it becomes, I’m good with. As long as I put it out there with no fear of vulnerability or debilitation.
THANK YOU for hearing me out. THANK YOU for your participation in my process. THANK YOU for your uncensored honesty. THANK YOU for going on this journey with me. It’s gonna be AWESOME.
p.s. watch for the Preface of my new book, which I had refused to write and wasn’t going to include, but I’m glad I changed my mind .. posting soon.