Anyone who knows me or follows what I’m up to in the world knows I regularly use fear as my compass. I’ll often ask myself “What scares me?” and then, if possible, literally do that thing.
Well, a couple of months ago my answer to “What scares me?” was “Don’t write for your blog”.
It’s been a weekly practice, starting in 2018, that has led to the creation of 376 articles.
It has helped serve me tremendously, clarifying my thoughts and life, and sharing that with a very select group of people (you are one of them). I’m extremely proud of the body of work it represents.
AND… the thought of not doing it scared me. So that’s exactly what I did.
Nothing was said by me, no declaration, no “final post”, I simply didn’t write an article that week.
And then I didn’t write one the next week, and the week after that.
No big plan, I simply let it happen.
Simultaneously to this, I’ve started a new experiment following serendipity. Well, it’s something I’ve always done, but now I’m taking it to another level.
What will happen if I make a regular practice of leaving my house and seeing what shows up? Letting go of my destinations. And in addition, let go of “creating content”. Of packaging up these adventures into stories to share, at least at this time, while they happen.
So the irony is that these two things happened together, which in a lot of ways was important, which meant I don’t write about it.
I have shared the magic of my adventures with those I’m in conversation with, but I’m not otherwise packaging them up.
It’s actually quite hard to not instantly turn them into IP and that’s precisely why I’m not doing it. I want to find out what will happen when I’m not simultaneously crafting the narrative.
When my feelings change, and I have more to say and share, then I will. Until then, I’ll simply be following my intuition.
