Sharing our fears is not selfish – it’s essential.We can’t paper over the fear, the self-doubt, the anxiety, or it will tear a gaping hole in our creation at the very worst possible moment.
But giving in to our dragons – that is truly selfish.
Listening to them, believing them? There is no time left, dear people, no time.
As one of my stupendous Comfort Cafe members – sheros said about my last blog post (we sometimes discuss my blog posts in more private in-depth ways on the CC forums):
Speaking as just one person whose life has been forever changed as a result of your work, I WANT you to live this desire because I believe it will help me make my OWN difference in the world.
I also know, speaking just for myself, that if I knew that the world needed my work like this – it would motivate me to get my work out there.
I read this and sat up straighter.
What would happen if you knew the world needed your work?
What would you do today?
What would I do?
How can we convince each other we already do know?
And if we can’t convince each other, how can we take action anyway?’
P.S.
Being called to listen to and live a big desire always sounds so very lofty and noble.
Actually doing it?
Doesn’t feel very lofty. Nor noble. It feels more sweaty. This is like building a rock wall, or framing a house or getting into shape. It’s hard. It’s slow. It’s manual.
It’s messy.
How much can I love the mess, keep turning away from the siren song of perfectionism, and into the mess of the unknown?
All the while believing the world needs this work and yet not getting attached to some big lofty oh my aren’t I hot shit!
So glad I can leave my rock wall building right now and go to my accountant now. That gives you an idea of how hard this is – I’m excited to visit my accountant.
Sheesh.
Links: When the Heart Waits, James Hollis;


