Feel the fear, and do it anyway?

I did something scary, I put myself out there. I posted on my Instagram and Facebook that I had launched my website and podcast. I’m terrified. But what of?

In truth, I don’t know what I am doing or where I am going. I definitely do not have it all figured out, that’s for sure. What I do know is this; I love helping people and I love being creative. The more I grow the more I feel I have to offer.  Right now I seem to be bursting with ideas and I need to let them out.

I can’t be terrified that I will fail, as all I am doing is having fun creating stuff. Even if I help just one person then it is worth the effort. 

Is it that I’m scared of what people will think? Perhaps.

Now in my forties, rapidly heading to 50, I care less and less about what other people think. Since having my daughter in 2022 I lost the weight of other people’s opinions unexpectedly. It’s funny how a tiny being can change so much in your life. 

Perhaps I care more about the opinions of those who matter to me, and it’s them I want to please? Most likely. However, will I let it hold me back. Definitely not.

I have wanted to do a podcast for over five years. Finally, I have stopped overthinking every tiny step. What a waste of time, and it has been a big lesson to learn. Stopping overthinking has been liberating. I see the thoughts, I catch the thoughts and I stop the thoughts. (Albeit, after years of mindset work.) My drive is that the thought of going another five years, or even one more year, without even trying is unbearable.

Life isn’t a dress rehearsal.

I have heard that quote so many times and yet it is only now it has really landed with me. I don’t want regrets but, I can’t bear the thought of regretting not trying. That hurts. 

So, I put my ideas out there and I commit to 12 months of showing up on here, on my Instagram, and making podcast episodes.

I am excited. It feels good. I am looking forward to writing again, and the thought of helping people in the process fills me with joy.

Time will pass anyway.

How do you want to spend your days? How do you want to feel in a year’s time?