235. My picture

How is it that my picture and blog called "Just me" has the most hits?

That makes no sense!!!!  of all the things and random musings that barely make sense....that's the one that you readers have read/seen the most.  hahah.


Let me write a bit more about it then.

I chose to come out of hiding.  I suppose I did that because "good work" means to be observed and seen.  Open and available to others...to the world.  This is because the moment we make ourselves vulnerable and put the dream out there, we have the possibility of failing and falling.  Perhaps, I need not be afraid of falling and being judged.  How many of you have had a dream, had a thought that you hid because the possibility of falling was too much?

I believe this is why many people choose to do smaller things...smaller goals and tasks that we don't mind getting wrong, something that we could recover from if we fail and that the world doesn't have to know about.  Thus invisible and unhurt- not on life's radar, buried under the sand where metal detectors cannot find us.

But what if you dared to dream bigger?  To put yourself on a hill with a bull horn yelling at the world.  Where the one who dreamt small was burned down with the flames of anticipation and passion, and replaced with that one who participates fully with the future they may call their own.  Who envisions their future and actively makes their vision real and something that they can grasp openly.

Dare to fall.  Dare to be visible. Dare to be judged.  Dare to participate in your own dreamed future.

Be gold.  Be found under the sand.


oh and here's another picture of me drawn by a co-worker.