I am terrified of not being perfect — mortally afraid of being judged as unworthy.
For many years, I’ve mostly stuck to doing things I already knew how to do. That was safer. I had been writing for the public since I was in high school. I had taken photos and done graphic design — for newspapers, magazines and advertising — since I was a teen.
My work wasn’t perfect, but I was competent enough to feel like an expert. I could put my work in front of the public — expose myself in a very real way — without fear of looking too foolish.
Lately, I’ve been trying something at which I’m a beginner. I’m a rank amateur. And I am terrified.
Separating religion, spirituality makes it harder to find the Truth
I’ll sell you a cookie-cutter home, but I wish you loved good design
With NASA getting out of the way, free market heads to outer space
If you cherish the things you love, never take loved ones for granted
What’s the best word for those of us who just want to be left alone?
After first six podcast episodes, I’m encouraged but still a rookie
Despite liberal predictions, ending gun bans didn’t lead to Wild West
Dead man’s watch always there to remind me of my own mortality