I’m Naked in a Room Full of Strangers, But I’m Back
The Travel Belles, my new travel blog is now open!
When some of you heard me say I was starting a new blog about travel, I bet you didn’t think I meant I was undertaking an extended outer space mission. But as with many journeys in life, you never know exactly what you’re getting in to until you step out and try.
So I’ve stepped out and am trying.
It’s exciting and scary. Dreams along the lines of finding myself naked in a room full of strangers keep me awake at night. It taps into all my insecurity driven, perfectionistic, overthinking tendencies. During the many moments I feel like bopping myself up the head, I’m saying unlovely things to myself things I wouldn’t slap on my worst enemy. Things along the lines of “Who am I to be trying to do this when there are so much better, more worthy, more talented, more deserving women out there?” Except not so politely.
I had no clue I was still riddled with all that. No clue that I am a walking poster child for women in need of this Marianne Williamson quote:
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
Other than that I’m having a blast. Seriously.
A week or so ago I was thinking about leaving Life in the Short Lane behind. But even though a blog does not a person make, I don’t see how it can be cast aside any easier than a part of my personality.
And I doubt visitors to a travel blog want to witness my bipolar blogging methods, of one day funny, one day, not so much. Posting here may now come in fits and starts, but I’m sticking around.
When I started this blog, there were probably around 50 clicks between the blogger dashboard, and going live.
I can safely say that with The Travel Belles there have been many more than that. Will you do me the honor of checking it out?
Much love, xoxoxo
