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The morning I decided to start my blog started at 6:34 AM on Saturday, January 25, 2020. I was staring at a clothing-laden floor; my eyes dancing from pile to pile:
- Keep
- Try to Sell
- Give to my Young Cousins
- Reconsider
This is the second time I had ripped apart my closet in hopes to minimize unnecessary clutter in the past year. While staring at the piles before me, the same thought that has flirted with me for two or three years resurfaced, fiercer than ever:
I could write about this.
I have always loved to organize, so much so, that when I would go to friend’s houses I would clean their rooms for them before moving into the “Play” part of the “Play Date.” It was the best of both worlds for me. 1) I got to exercise one of my passions and 2) I got to help. Laying in bed that early morning, I cultivated my mission statement by adding another layer:
I want to write to help people re-organize their living space and processes.
I want to write to help people make their well-being a priority.
I want to write to help people lead lives with intention and reflection.
I want to write to help people appreciate their relationships more.
I want to write to help people take time to enjoy and create free-time.
This gradual itch to start a blog was usually satisfied by typing daily tales in my journal entries up until now. My mind was growing louder. I knew going back to sleep was out of the question in the wake of my most frequent and overlooked desire to write and help other.
“This Is Now,” a metalcore song I generally only hear in my gym playlist, moshes around in my head. It took 23 minutes of my brain screaming both this song and “You could write about this” before I felt inclined to listen.
I got out of bed, opened my computer, and posted a picture to my closest friend’s to hold myself accountable.
Getting out of bed that Saturday morning before 7 AM was thee most liberating action I took that day. I spent the next 3 hours writing up my blog plans in my Wellness Planner. I wrote down:
- My short-term goals
- What I want to write about
- Books I want to read to help with my new venture
1. There’s Never “Perfect” Circumstances
Despite my long work week, mid-winter blues, and other daunting To-Do’s, once I started snowballing a blog start up, it was overwhelmingly freeing. In doing so, I realized there is never a “Right” time, but there is a “Long” time of wasted improvement the more you wait.
Start today. It may be Saturday, your day to relax after a overdrawn work week, but what if your passion became your main stream for financial well-being?
Or what if this dream could pose as your mental release after working a job you love but for longer-than-desired hours?
2. The Hardest Step is the First Step
I already talked about timing being an imaginary roadblock, but what about fear and uncertainty?
My biggest fear when starting a blog was “The internet is already saturated with personal growth blogs, I’m sure, so why bother?” That thought process alone is a “First Step Stunter.” Don’t ever believe that because you are not already an expert at something, there is no point in trying.
That tattoo artist that charges $500 an hour once tattooed for free to understand the difference between using a paint brush on paper and using an ink gun on skin. You are paying for their expertise as they transitioned from dreamer to an expert in their craft.
For a blogger, the hardest part of writing is getting the first sentence out. The hardest step will always be the first one. Encouraging, right?
3. There’s Really Nothing to Lose
Work your passions into the life you are manifesting. If it truly is a passion, there is no wrong way actively doing what you love could turn out.
Enjoyment? Purpose? Growth? They are all promised if you only actively seek out opportunities that push pull you in the direction of what you love.
If you have been waiting for a sign. This is it. Start your “Something” and make sure it is worth the enjoyment that replaces an extra hour or two of sleep on Saturday morning.
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