“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.” (Can you guess who said this? Initials A.N. 1903-1977 Much-quoted controversial French writer famous for her diaries.)
OK, so I’ve been thinking about blogging for some time now, double-minded about whether I wanted to embrace this different way of writing, afraid of the technology and the whole online world, not sure how to get started. And of course there’s the perennial concern of not being “good enough.” If one could just be assured of doing something perfectly, there would be no need for courage.
Then I came across something I wrote back in 1988 in a little journal I was writing to my newborn daughter:
“I wonder what opportunities you will have in your life. I want to help you—to protect you from destroying yourself by envying anyone else’s opportunities and to encourage you to use ALL of yours. One mistake I have made is to let some chances pass me by because I lacked confidence. When I act courageously I grow, I’m happy with myself, I live a fuller life. Of course, when I do this I often end up too busy and have to put up with leaving some things undone. But this is worth it for me. I feel more alive. When I act on fear or a desire for security, I usually am sorry.”
My old journals tend to be among my best advisors, so here I go.