A couple of weeks ago, I decided after much consideration that I would sign up for and take a seven week writers course. The course is being offered through The Shift Network, which offers amazing on line programs related to self discovery and improvement, as well as connection to others in the world. The writing course is being led by an author who I have enjoyed in the past, SARK, whose creativity and words I have admired. It is being co led by Scott Mills, whose energy is also dynamic and soft. I have already had my first session, with many other persons from literally, around the world, and I think I will be in for a treat as it goes forward.
It took much consideration for me to take the course, for many of the reasons that create blockages in my writing. First of all, I worried that I was not a good enough writer, that there would be so many other great writers on the call, including the facilitators, that I would feel inadequate and self conscious at what I would bring to the table. Also, I often diminish the type of writing that I do as not being “real” writing; I write a blog, I write about life, emotions, and human experience. “Real” writers write novels, biographies, and the like. The last reason that I almost said no to the course was because of the money. Although it is really affordable, especially for whom is leading it, and all of the benefits I will receive from it, I saw that as an obstacle, that didn’t really exist. However, I plowed through all of that, and said a powerful, YES.
The biggest reason that I hesitated in taking the course, and the biggest reason why I said I MUST take the course, is that I have often not described myself as a writer. I would say to people that I enjoy writing, like a hobby that I find time for here and there. To say that I am a writer seems like a lie. I don’t write on a full time basis; I don’t get paid for my writing; I haven’t published any books yet (although I have been published in a chapter book in the past); I don’t make time always for my writing by being on a schedule with it. All of these excuses I use to not call myself what I actually am. And, not calling myself a writer is the least of it; I don’t SEE myself as a writer when I am having these thoughts of diminishment and self deprecation.
The real, loving truth is, is that I AM a writer. I AM a person who puts to paper, or to computer screen, ideas and things that scare me, excite me, and help me. I talk about love, grief, compassion, judgment and fear. I tell stories of things that I have experienced in my life, and the experiences of others that I have known in my world. And, I AM a writer, who wants to keep writing, keep growing, keep projecting my words and my thoughts out into the world, for healing, for connection, for love and for Life.
The kicker is, all of the other persons that I have met through this workshop so far, including our facilitators, all have the same fears; of not being enough; of not making enough time for our writing; of others being better than ourselves. Yet, we each have our own, unique version of how we see the world, and that makes whatever we have to say valuable and worthy of the page. There is so much comfort, connection and love in that.
As a true writer and lover of words, I can’t wait to see how this story unfolds.