Belief in myself is not the absence of doubt – it’s the bravery to expand past it.
This is the first submission in a series I am titling “Dear Self.” They are letters, written to myself, with the purpose of cleaning up some of the sticky stuff in my head… Like goo gone for my brain…
THE ACT OF BEING VULNERABLE SOUNDS BETTER TO ME THAN IT FEELS. That being said, I truly believe Brené Brown when she says in her book Daring Greatly that, “Vulnerability is the birthplace of love, belonging, joy, courage, empathy, and creativity….
By no means do I consider myself a magic person.
I do, however, remember being a child in love with creating, and specifically, creating music. Very early on, maybe 6, I learned in school about Mozart and how he started creating his first piece of music when he was like 4. So, naturally, I came home and started writing “notes” on a tissue thinking that I could easily become a savant, as well.