Today I am experiencing being real. I have written several times on themes related to this and most recently wrote about firing the critic. There is an irony involved in “trying to be real”. The minute you are “trying”, do you cease to “be”? Let’s just let that one swirl around a bit and move on…
So in “being real”, I notice that fear of judgment comes up. What will others think of me? Will they think I am too loud, too controlling, too harsh, too soft. Will I look foolish? If I write that book, will anyone read it? Will they think it is good? If I put together that speech and practice, will anyone want me to speak? Will anyone show up? What if I step out and fall flat?
Can I really add to the already incredibly large body of knowledge about leadership and team development? And why do I have this burning passion to do just that? Is it only the people from Harvard and Yale that get to help us be better, healthier, and more productive?
It is a seemingly endless stream of sludge. It is false and it drives us, some of us anyway. Some days it is hidden and completely silent. Other days it whispers and yet others it yells, it sabotages, it triggers fear and doubt, despair and worst of all inaction.
So what is my answer? Laugh, laugh loud and laugh long and then step anyway. Write anyway. Speak anyway. Call that person you want to learn from anyway. Volunteer for that project you want to be a part of anyway. Stand up and be, anyway. Relax and be.
There are so many directions we can go with this. Let’s just leave it at this: We are here. We all have different ideas on how we got here, but we are here, experiencing this life, attempting to live and work together. So let’s just say there is a place for all of us, that we all have as much right to breathe the air, to live, to love, to contribute, and to be.
So here I am, filled with a passion for helping, being of service, and leading. I have a burning desire to write, to speak, and to share about the honor and responsibility that comes with leadership, about how we can all work together in a healthy and productive way, and how ultimately it is genuine collaboration that builds the foundations for our organizations, systems and communities. Will they read what I write? Will they come to hear me speak? Will they allow me the privilege of advising and consulting for their organizations when I don’t pretend that I know everything? You see, I just can’t pretend anymore. You are the first to know. This is the place it is revealed, a blog. Who would have thought that as I typed the truth would find its way to this page. Not the ultimate “truth”, because I don’t have that to offer, but my truth, for this day, for this moment.
I hope you are well as you read this. I hope you remember your dreams or perhaps are even living them. I hope you are comfortable in your own skin and know who you are and what you are here to do. I hope you are fabulously successful and filled to the brim with joy. Whatever day you read this, I hope it is a most wonderful day for you.