I'm Not a Writer

I’m not a writer. This is a story I tell myself. I’ve told myself this story ever since I can remember. Yet, here I am writing. This story I have told myself had become a reality…I say I can’t write, so I don’t. I feel like I have so much to say, but I don’t know how to say it all. I read other’s blogs and they write so eloquently, so witty, clever uses of words…I don’t know how to do that. I have convinced myself I am uninteresting, not funny, No one will want to read what I write. So I have stayed quiet, played small, convinced myself I don’t need to write a blog. Yet, here I am writing a blog.

I have no idea where this will go…I just decided today, after many times making excuses for why I couldn’t write a blog post…not enough time, nothing to write about (even though I feel like I have so much to say)no one cares what I write, too many other blogs that are so much better, that I was just going to start!

Another problem I have is all the ideas….so many ideas swirling around in my head. How do I organize and communicate my thoughts in an interesting and meaningful way? So here I go…


This actually isn’t the first blog I have started. I started one several years ago. I couldn’t tell you now the name if it or even know where to find it. And I know it wasn’t very good (evidence I created for the story I have been telling myself) This belief, this story, is clearly still limiting me….I am sitting here thinking of that old blog wondering, if I know that one wasn’t very good, then what is going to make this one any different? I’ll be working through that belief though….committing to writing, putting it out in the Universe that I will do it.

Like I said I’m not exactly sure where this will go, but I ‘m guessing its going to be motherhood, clean and simple living…a little hippy…a little eccentric…a lot of honesty…and of course sharing my journey of Presence and Evolution.

What limiting beliefs are holding you back?

All the best,