If this helps even one person...

There is this thing you hear some times when people decide to be brave and post something creative online, or say something they are scared to say, or go out on a limb and do something bold and wild and unconventional. That thing is this:

“If my doing this helps even just ONE person…then it will be worth it.”

That’s what I said when I started my podcast. When I started this Substack. When shared my “bad portraits.” At first it was a big enough thought to fuel me…but then I saw all of the other influencers and writers and podcast hosts and wise powerful women who were more eloquent and confident and beautiful than I was and I thought, “There are enough people saying the things that I have on my heart….the world doesn’t need another person taking up space and sharing their thoughts. If anybody is benefiting from the thoughts I share and the retreats I host and the songs I sing and the paintings I paint, then I’m sure that person can find something as good or even better than what I have to offer.”

And I became smaller. And quieter. I squelched my own creativity for the sake of creating more space in the world rather than just more noise.

I’ve really missed it…sharing my voice, my ideas, my dreams, but I couldn’t muster up the motivation to share anything when what I have to say isn’t all that unique or more important than anything anyone else has to say. It’s been a rather hard, dark year, to be honest.

And then, today, I had this thought….

“What if I’M the one?”

What if I’M the one who needs me to share my voice? What if I’M the one who needs me to be creative? What if I need me to sing? What if I need me to paint? What if I need me to share my ideas and my dreams?

Is that enough? Would THAT be worth it?

And you know? I think it might be.

And if one other person finds value or healing in what I do…well then… bonus. <3