It’s time to start sharing my story – my transformation story. I’ve been thinking about HOW to write my story. At first, I thought there was no way I could blog about it. It’s so personal. So deep.
My inner critic jumped in telling me I wasn’t a good enough writer, that no one would read it, that I would not keep anyone’s attention. My inner mean girl was strong, telling me my story is not worth sharing or telling or reading. She told me people would judge me, laugh at me, and not understand me.
I was afraid people would think my new found ju-ju was strange… or worse woo-woo. And I certainly didn’t want people going around whispering “there goes that weird ju-ju woo-woo”.
My inner mean girl can be mean, illogical, and down right paranoid.
So be it if anyone wants to call me woo-woo. I am no longer going to allow that fear to limit my fullest expression or to silent the journey I am meant to share. I’m transforming right in front of my eyes. I am calling in all of my desires. And now it’s time to share how it’s all unfolding…
(to be continued…)
I'm intrigued. And I certainly won't call you any names. Write on, girl.