My initial intention was to keep it to myself until I understood the shape I wanted it to take (recipes or a journal, or some sort of combination of both). I also wanted to experiment with what and how frequently I wanted to post – what felt important and what I wanted to share – and why? I knew that at some point, I would ask myself whether I was ready to share with the world, and that the answer would be yes.
I began to realize that what I was posting about or how frequently I wanted to post didn't really matter; rather, the most important piece was sitting with my expectations around sharing, and what expectations are attached to my ego. Am I ready for people to see my unfiltered light? The light I’ve worked hard at filtering for so many years? And this piece has recently become really amazingly clear: in sharing with a few special people over the past week, I’ve witnessed myself do it completely without expectation of approval or disapproval. I've shared merely from a place of excitement, hope, love, and sharing. It’s one of the first times I’ve embraced and accepted my vulnerability in this way: sharing my blog means I’m shining my unfiltered light – which is both beautiful, and terrifying. I know that it’s my dharma to reach people far and wide in a profound way. It’s about accessing and connecting to that knowing, and I’m realizing that this is still a process.
So today I asked, and the answer is yes. I'm ready.