Originally posted March 28, 2013
I am currently finding myself trapped by the I-Shoulds. I should put away the folded laundry. I should fold the rest. I should tell the kids to come and take care of the orange peels they left on the kitchen counter. I should get out and go for a walk, it is really nice out today. Can’t waste a nice day. I should gather up the library books.
I want to get out from under this pile and address what has been just under the surface of my thoughts. This blog. I started with something close to gusto, and I suppose a little of the bravado it takes to put one’s thoughts out there and hope there are a few people who are interested in reading them, maybe even responding. Then, I’m not sure what happened, I suppose life, I suppose some of those nasty I-Shoulds. And I suppose, a hesitation to jump in without reservation.
I have been, for lack of a better word, absorbing the work of Brene Brown, and recently read her books The Gifts of Imperfection and Daring Greatly, and I hope to process some of what I’ve learned in entries to come. But what is striking me right now is the term she uses- wholehearted living. I have been thinking about this, and about the importance of jumping in, and of owning this experience. I think it is safe to be casual about it, but daring, and a bit scary, to say this is something I do, this is important to me. And I am ready to be daring.