Stuck in Queue

Rereading the burst of writing, I am ashamed to admit it was the first time I realized why I had not been writing is because my queue was jammed. I wrote the first, recent blog, at the end of August, but had just gotten around to publishing it. I needed to write and editing what I already have, could be done anytime.

Once again, I admit to trying to control the topics and once again I’ve failed. Perhaps this is a metaphor for the Boundaries book I’m writing. Where will my boundary be? My heart wants to say, where it actually is, but I am way too frightened.

Funny where fear will show up, when you don’t give it a focus. This fear, had blocked my publishing and working in my authentic voice. That is exactly what I am trying to teach women not to do.


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