I’ll be honest. I was so focused on what I thought people would want to read that I wasn’t letting God speak. I went as far as cutting this video down to a minute and 30 because I thought I was giving far too much.
But, I’m about to create a written work of art that excites me in ways I never thought possible. I have never read or heard of anything like this and I love that.
I guess that’s what makes me so nervous.
I’ve lived my whole life as a multi-passionate creative and yet, I couldn’t even embrace that I was a multi-hyphenate until my late 20s. I always felt too much, extra animated, wildly passionate.
Most probably wouldn’t even know this since I am so soft-spoken, but get me talking about what I love and I could yap for hours. And I do mean hours.
I started to embrace it more then started to dim my light while in a relationship and lost myself. I lost the divine diva with a heart of gold and became some shell of her.
I hate that I let it happen.
I hate that I spent so many years fighting the birth of this book like I didn’t know God gave me the idea in the first place.
I hate that I watch so many people quit, or come pretty dang close, because of the lack of support, access, or resources.
Not on my watch.
There are levels to this unearthing I’m doing because I essentially have to relive my entire life up until age 34 and there are some sensitive moments in there. I know there are trauma scars and tender seasons full of tears and turmoil. I know this book will crack me open and allow the butterflies in my stomach about releasing this book into the world to fly free.
So I remind myself…
I know my testimony will inspire someone. I know this book will help someone.
And if I inspire, inform, or impact even one person?
It’s all worth it.
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