As I have launched this new little business venture, I have moved out in ways that are surprising even me. I expected that I might baby step my way out onto the tightrope. That I might slice up each success with healthy dollops of fear and doubt. Instead I find myself doing quite the opposite. Allowing myself a space for unbridled creativity has unleashed a torrent of dreams and ideas that I am having trouble finding enough containers for. I feel bold and brave like I can't remember when. I think so often we shrink back for fear of making a mistake. Of not doing it right.
Perhaps that's where I've been set free. I don't want to do it right. I want to do it well. And different. The old rules just may not apply. And as I fail, for invariably I must fail - I hope to welcome these moments with genuine appreciation. Failure is a really difficult thing when we long to be right and desire business-as-usual. It is far easier to forge a certain friendship with failure when change is our goal and learning is our journey.