Sometimes I get high strung… to the point that I can literally make myself sick. It’s rather silly. I want to do so many things, but when it actually comes time to do them, I get paralyzed with nerves, fear, and general malaise.
It happened again this weekend. I had been asked to do a speaking event and I was glad to be asked. I really like the thought of doing it, but as the date gets nearer I always start doubting myself… I’m not good enough, my story won’t sound strong enough, I won’t be articulate enough, and on and on.
When I woke up this morning I was so sick. I wanted to stay in bed until the end of time. I wanted to call of my engagement. Yet I couldn’t. Not because I didn’t try, but because I was told by others it wasn’t an option.
As the time draws closer I start to prepare. I take time to meditate, reach out to others, get a bit more rest. I will get ready and make my way to the event.
I’m sure all will go well. I have tools to get it done. I’m blessed to be where I am. I love to uncover the joy and share with others.