Holy Cow, Batman- Talk about Pressure!
The heat is on, and I'm not talking desert heat here in Arizona... I suddenly feel as if I need to turn myself inside out with creative wit, focused skill and determination, collecting thoughts and furiously writing something that will garner the attention of Keen members. "Pick me! Pick me!" "Read this!"
Stop! This isn't what it's all about, Alfie!
I blog for the enjoyment of writing little tid bits of insignificant meanderings, hopefully bringing a smile or a lightbulb moment to the minds of the ones that take time to read. I've done this forever. I love writing, and sharing.
So exactly where is the pressure to excel and write something so profound and interesting that it will rank up there and be 'viewed the most' coming from?
Oh, wait. It's self-imposed. It's coming from me. I created it. My ego created it.....Hmmmm. Which makes me realize and understand the reality is there is no pressure. If I created it, I can un-create it, too. OHHHHHHHH.... I get it. Ok, I can exhale now.
What can YOU exhale from today?
Sending you angels,
Jane
PS: I will be available for your calls today. I was at an Arizona Bike Week show yesterday. Little known fact about Jane: I love Harley's! Vaaaavroooommmm hummmma hummma hummma hummmma bluggggggg bluggggg, blugggg (Well, that's as close as I can get to recreating the sound of a Harley).