Uncertain | Late night blogging

It’s been a few days since I’ve posted a dispatch as part of this year’s #nanowrimo challenge. I’ve been writing and thinking and was getting bogged down in what I think will be a great piece when I’ve thought through the intersection of art shows/stage fright/Eminem’s Lose It. It’s gonna be good, I swear.

So in the meantime, it’s late and I am writing this blog from my bed just before I fall asleep. I have so much to say and I hardly know what to say.

I’ve been thinking a lot about speaking your truth. It’s in the air this month and it is one of the hardest things any of us could hope to do. To say what is in your heart to another person and to listen, really listen to what is in theirs. It is hard and it is the most rewarding. It’s a practice that used to be harder for me but after the 2016 election when Hilary’s opponent won* and all the sad hard and dark things happening in the world, speaking my truth with compassion for myself and the person I’m speaking with has brought some light to my life.

What’s that one conversation that’s knocking around your mind? The one you’re nervous to have? The one that increasingly matters more and more? What tender steps could you take to actually have that conversation? Can you feel the fear and speak your truth and then be still and listen?

More often it’s worth it, even when you are uncertain.

 

 

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