I claimed my WordPress account days ago. That was a victory. I’ve been wanting to blog for a while now. My web designer suggested it when she set up my site, www.bodysherpa.net, more than a year ago. I’d been reaching out through Vertical Response and she thought I might enjoy the freedom to just write and post whenever the mood strikes. That seemed like dangerous business to me. Like talking without thinking.
And then last week I sent out a newsletter, one that had been sitting in waiting for weeks. It felt so good pushing “send.” I felt connected to the community I have developed over the years and in many cities. And the floodgates of response opened — the dialogue that I crave and had invited into my life. Responses to my questions. Updates on your lives. A friend wrote “I’d been thinking it was a long time since you had sent an email. I missed it.” Turns out people want to hear what I have to say. That is a radical thought to me — especially as, just recently, someone close to said, “I roll my eyes when you speak.” Ouch.
So this blogging is a step into believing that what I have to say just might matter. Even when it’s not polished and perfect. And beginning to blog right now, even though I don’t yet have a handle on this technology, don’t quite know how to bring people to this space — on Facebook or from my email newsletter, is a radical action. As radical as my choosing to believe what the eye roller said may be true for her, but that it is not a universal truth.