Friday, November 10, 2023
Adele speaks to me. She might just speak to you.
I've been gone long enough that I am not sure about how to format this post. It is ok, though, as I always knew this process would happen—me not writing for a while and then returning from nowhere—and long ago gave myself permission to use it. I permit me to not be good at something. As I try it out
And I don’t mean to write—writing is fun, easy, give me a funny bad metaphor to write; yea! I mean sustaining writing, and a system of writing. I mean believing in yourself as a writer or caring about your own writing at all. That’s hard.
I am a conflicted writer. I can but don’t often want to. I would rather not write ever. but it is something I do at work all the time. By choice. My conflict isn’t that it’s hard, or not a lot of fun, it’s that it’s me.
I guess my conflict is me. And accepting me. At least enough to believe a blog could be shared. Maybe that’s it. I don’t mind writing. It’s fine, if no one is reading it.
When someone is reading it? Onlyl if I am in a community that I feel safe in. I think I've found one now, a community, where I may be safe to be in.
Writing can be such a public conflict.
Ultimately, all these blogs are about leadership and that’s what this post is ultimately about.
Leadership is communication, it is writer’s block, it is self acceptance FAR more than it is acceptance of others, and it is public.
People will watch you flop about and struggle. And that isn’t the problem with leadership. The problem is things like people thinking it is something else or people not being trained on how to flop and struggle on stage in front of everyone.
There is an art to flopping and struggling in public. And success to be had there.
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