If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s to ignore myself in the middle of the night when I wake up, sure that I’m never going to sleep again, and sure that I have done everything, OK well most things, incorrectly.
Including writing here in Substack.
The good news is, this morning I am sitting in the sun, having finished a wonderful cup of coffee, eaten a great breakfast, and while I’m a little sleepy, I am feeling good and ready for the day. My midnight voice thought it was impossible.
Sometimes I think my midnight voice gets in the way of me writing here. I write something, but she creeps in and tells me I must edit it at least 10 or 12 times before posting. Which I never do, and so I don’t post nearly as much as I would like to.
But that’s stopping now. Because I’m hitting post. I realize I am way more resilient than my midnight voice thinks I am. I woke up this morning feeling good, and I’ll be fine. Whether this post is well written or not, whether you think so or any anyone else does, really isn’t important.
I started writing here more to share my moment to moment experiences, and learn to savor them all. Not just the pretty ones.
So here we go, a new approach, a new direction, and an invitation to ignore your midnight voice, should she tell you things are terrible. They may not be that bad after all. In fact probably things are pretty damn good. And for sure don’t let her silence your voice.
Wishing you a good day and wishing you lots of experiences to savor, share, and probably, whether you want to or not, repeat. Thanks for joining me on this sometimes bumpy ride.