To find your voice, you have to speak.

For years I’ve tried to find my voice. The one that I feel confident projecting out into the unknown, to land on kindred spirits, with the hope of words resonating across the universe. I’m well aware those are some lofty hopes, so it’s no wonder why I feel so much pressure and it seems so hard. 

Every year that passes I have more and more to say. And while there are lots of ways to speak, I haven’t really been able to figure out the where, and how that felt right to me. Because of that, trying to find my voice has been mostly me giving half a dozen, half hearted attempts.

Some say it’s because I’m a perfectionist and I’d have to agree, but I do not mean this in a good way. I have such high standards when it comes to putting anything in front of where anyone can see it, that it paralyzes me. So instead of sharing anything, I share nothing. And it stifles me. There is so much expression inside me, just desperate to burst out.

Finally I feel ready to do so. For me, in this moment, there is only one choice to make, one thing to do, and that’s to speak out what is in my heart. To tap into the ultimate creative power that is resting within me. The power that waits for me to remember that it’s there, so that it can share it’s wisdom and truth with me… providing enough inspiration for eternity.

I know that from this place, no wrong words will come. THERE IS NOTHING TO FEAR. No need to censor what comes from the heart. Let the words flow. The refinement will happen all on its own. 

They’ll find whatever ears they are meant to land on, which are likely just my own, and that’s just perfect. This website is called The Self Reunion for a reason.