A year ago these words came to me in a dream:
Don't come with all of your excuses. Come ready to be the Fool.
What? The Fool? I question myself enough without calling myself a Fool. Then came a realization! The Fool embraces adventure without the promise of a certain outcome. The Fool tries even if failure awaits. The Fool laughs and cries and dances and falls down, but then stands right back up to do it all over again. The Fool holds curiosity close to the heart: willing to learn and willing to admit they know nothing. The Fool is what I yearn to be!
In the past year, millions of excuses riddled my mind as to why I should NOT start a blog even though my heart longed for one. Even at this moment, I sit here in great trepidation, but my willingness to be the Fool consumes me. I thrilled. I am scared. I am here. I AM A FOOL!