I’m not sure if you’ve all noticed this or not, but the old “It’s more blessed to give than to receive” actually works out quite nicely when it comes to advice.
It’s delightfully easy, fun, and feel-good to encourage people in their endeavors, to urge them to try harder, achieve more, believe in their dreams, and every other thing people should do and don’t. It’s less fun, and certainly not easy, to suddenly realize you might not be particularly following those words yourself.
I’m not saying I haven’t been dreaming big dreams and trying new things-but I may (read:was) have been using them as a bit of a smokescreen. I started a book I believe in,one that delves into huge issues very close to my heart. I got to 20k and froze up.
Ever had that feeling, when the computer or canvas or dance floor or instrument just stood there, silent? When you’re on the precipice of something B-I-G and you’re not quite ready to jump?
I finally listened to myself today. This week I’d been allowing myself to revise, fiddle, play with sentences, hunt up inspiration, map out story lines, all while avoiding real work. Today, at last, I sat down and put out 2500 brand new words. I jumped, and you guys, the view is beautiful up here.
So, I’m going to give you some advice, which you are now forced to take since I just proved I’m living by it myself.
Jump. Take the risk. Dive into whatever it is you’ve been skirting around. If it comes out atrocious, so be it- you can use it for kindling, or skulk out of the dance studio incognito, or pretend you had the radio on. But go for it. The reward might surprise you.