Standing on the edge of the dock you may find trepidation of the uncertainty below the surface, fear of the height of the fall and the shock as the water encompasses you whole, excitement at the thrill of falling into the unknown.
I love standing at the edge of the dock, but even more, I love jumping in.
The first time I remember writing something intentionally, entirely because I wanted to, it was a “report” on a giant clam. And by report, I mean a complete word-for-word-copy of the encyclopedia entry.
Refreshing, funny, vulnerable and full of great advice for women everywhere. Girl, Wash Your Face feels like you are chatting with a great friend, sharing life stories and dropping wisdom that is as unexpected as it is deep.
Great joy, excitement and satisfaction in life do not come from easily accomplished tasks. They come from doing what is hard to achieve a goal. That is the glory of climbing the mountain, the view from the top is tremendously more beautiful because of the work it took to get there.
Instead, my mind was racing so fast it felt like a race car moving too fast to make the turn. Feeling the forces pull you straightforward as you fight to turn the wheel and correct the course. Veering slightly up onto two wheels, sensing the impending doom of the crash that hasn't yet happened yet. The race of feeling overwhelmed.