I had stopped blogging. Not because of burnout but I felt that I needed more information since you can't pour from an empty cup. This was just an excuse and people buy whatever you tell them especially if they are rooting for you. They just want to see you win.
But it was not the empty cup rhetoric that made me stop writing, I want to believe it is more of imposter syndrome. For some reason, I felt that I did not have the authority to speak or make any remarks I made and therefore I stopped. It did not occur to me at that time (and neither does it now) that it was that little light, that flickering amber, that was needed.
This is now how I come back, to write my thoughts to myself. I know no one will voluntarily visit this page and that sort of gives me the confidence to express myself the way I want without the weight of expectations from my audience. I am my audience and I can now speak to me.
Incognito feels like a dark name but it suits the new chapter well. I don't know how long this chapter will be and I also don't know what it will entail but as I have been learning lately, you just start and figure out everything as you go.
Mine is regarding writing but I do not know what yours is. What is it that you are doing in the confines of darkness away from prying eyes? What is that one thing you always want to do but feel inadequate? What is it that you know you can but somehow find you talking yourself out of?
There was a man in the Bible called Gideon. He was feeling so low that the angel found him threshing wheat in a winepress! Stay with me here, wheat had its threshing place and wine had its winepress but this young man was threshing wheat in a winepress, talk of being down bad! There's no better cover than that.
See? You and I are in good company, I mean dude even made it to the good book! I am not saying we stop but rather urge us to keep going. Keep the faith my friend. Whether an angel comes or not, we will have some wheat at the end of the day!
Well, one person did visit the page (voluntarily), and they loved your pieces
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