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Was there a moment when everything changed for you? Share it! (4 minute read)
One of the taglines in my Fine Art Views (and elsewhere) is this: "I share my experiences so you won't have to make ALL the same mistakes I did...."
Yep, I'm hoping it made you laugh a little. But I am also here to reassure you, that when we have our own "aha!" moment, aka "the Eureka effect", that miraculous gift of insight where we see what's really going on, what the solution is, how to move forward from a stuck place, it's good to share it.
It may be just what someone else needs to get out of a hole today.
Here's one of my favorites I love to share. It's about fear. How fear can dominate our lives, inside and out. How it can paralyze us.
And ironically, how shallow it can really be. (Yes, pun intended!)
This story is over 15 years old, and the fear I described was already almost 15 years old. If my husband hadn't cajoled me to take a dip in the lake on that hot summer day, I might still be holding that fear in my heart.
My intention in sharing this story was to encourage others who are in the same boat. Paralyzed with fear, palpable fear. Impossible to ignore. Only "diving in" (figuratively and literally!) helped me get to the bottom of that scary lake. (Again, pun intended.)
As I linked to the Dublin Lake story, I found another related story in the sidebar, entitled "Breakthrough". Here is where a bunch of fears, and one random comment, came together into one beautiful solution.
Now my latest insight, that came from revisiting my old blog, today: Radio Userland was an early blog hosting site (now-defunc) site. I wrote on it from 2002 to mid-2007. (I couldn't even access it for ages after I left, until my techie husband recoded all the urls into something I could get to easily.) (Thank you, sweetie/love of my life!)
In five years, I got maybe three comments.THREE.
Was it because I was a terrible writer? Or an uninteresting writer? I'll leave that for you to decide! But I do know the platform had its drawbacks, for me.
It was hard to comment. I don't even know if I could have responded to those comments. I had no way of knowing how many people visited my blog. I never thought to ask the ones that did, to share it with others.
So: No comments. No likes. No way to measure"hits". No way to know if anyone ever even read anything. No way to know if what I wrote, helped someone else.
And yet, I wrote. I process hard places in my life, through writing. So I wrote for myself, first. I love having had all those'lessons learned', insights, and free advice.
I love it when I come across them again.
Because I still need them.
As a good friend said a few years ago, "I love all my life lessons! I love them so much, I learn them again, and again, and again."
And when I share them with the world? Priceless. As in, "free" because you get to read them here at no cost to you.
And "priceless" as in "powerful", as in "if it helped me, and when I shared it, it helped you, then that has incredible, endless value."
Is it coincidence that I had this realization so soon after last week's article, on how the numbers ultimately don't matter?
I don't think so.
So consider sharing an insight that helped you move forward in life. An insight that helped you find your way in the dark, towards the light, and a mug of hot milk.
If it helps even one of your subscribers do the same, well, that's pretty cool.
One suggestion: Stick with the positive, or at least end on a positive note. Not all life experiences are good ones. But when we learn something fundamental, something beautiful because of them, that inspires hope.
Of course it okay to share something we're struggling with right now, too: Health issues, difficult life events, etc. Believe me, if you're going through something really hard, someone else out there is, too.
And it's okay to just gritch now and then. (That's a word from an old high school friend, a blend of "gripe" and "bitch", and I love it almost as much as "blort".) In fact, it might be an opportunity for readers to make suggestions or express sympathy, which may or may not help.
But just knowing they care can mean a lot to us, too.
But don't be too much of a Debbie/Danny Downer, either. Yeah, we all have our moments, but we also all have enough on our plates. What is one of YOUR favorite "aha!" moments? Try it out on us, in the comments!
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