Scary.

I didn’t actually think that this would be scary, but it is. I love writing. It is easily the form of communication that I am most comfortable with. Various people throughout my life have reflected back to me that they love my writing too. Usually that has been in the context of a personal communication, as in one to one. I have long wanted to extend my (personal) writing to a larger audience, but doing so puts me face to face with what I have always dreaded most- vulnerability.

So I might as well start there. Vulnerability… just ugh. You mean you actually want me to open the gate, lower the draw bridge, put down my dukes, invite you in, and ultimately take down my walls? Are you crazy?! Do you have any idea what you are asking for?? I suppose that the people who know me best do know what they are asking for. But for those of you who do not know me, let this be your warning.

My role in life is to disrupt. What I tend to disrupt are the beliefs, thoughts, strategies, patterns, and so on that hold us back from reaching our full potential. This applies to myself first and foremost. I happen to have a lot of those. Traditionally speaking, all you have to do to launch me into a hard headed quest is to tell me something is impossible. I’ll be compelled to prove otherwise. The truth is that this has in large part been a hyper-survival mechanism. But beneath that is this undying belief that… we are much bigger than the walls that we have so carefully built might suggest.