Hello old friends, fellow bloggers, and new followers-

It’s been a little while since I shared any of my thoughts with each of you. I have been suffering from a bad case of writer’s block. My therapist believes that this writer’s block is really fear of perception masked in perfectionism. Since she is a professional, who am I to argue with her analysis? What I have found to be true is that I am more comfortable hiding, living outside of the spotlight. It’s not that I don’t have any opinions, nor is it that I don’t have any big feelings. It’s just that I’ve seen the wrong voices fill the vacuum of popular opinion, and I truly do not want to add to the noise. I’ve been asking myself, should my thoughts/beliefs/opinions necessarily be shared? In false humility, my fear screams, “No!” However, as truth and healing become more apparent in my journey, that still small voice inside whispers, “Yes. You are worthy of being heard.” So, I guess I am in the process of finding my second wind. I am releasing my voice once more and I am screaming from my existential mountain top, “Look out world, I am here!”

So, now what? I have no idea. I used to have all the answers. I thought having this epiphany would light a fire under me to start writing more or to speak up more in the room. That is really not the case. Instead, this ephiphany of self has caused me to consider my own voice and whether I should express it more openly in the room than I have before. This epiphany has me considering pitching to travel magazines because deep down, I would love to chronicle my travel adventures. This epiphany has me considering posting more on my social media and creating more short-form content. This epiphany speaks to me and tells me the world is my oyster, and the timber of my voice provides color and beauty to the world. I think this is why I dared to return to this platform. I believe my heart longed to share once again with this community, but I needed two years to process and heal from all that transpired to begin again.

This is my second wind. Like a phoenix, I am once again rising up from the ashes of life, and I’m staring the future in the face with loads of hope. I am saying, ” I am here and I am ready to be heard!” If that isn’t brave, I don’t know what is. Therefore, I invite you on this journey as I return to sharing my heart and my soul with the world. The world is ready for me, and it accepts me fully. Now I believe I am in a place where I am ready to fully embrace and accept myself.

Until next time,

Simone