Sharing my stuff with the world
MrDon
Registrant
I'm getting ready to go to an Artshow event for survivors (Fort Lauderdale, an event sponsored by Innermotion). I think the work will be on display for a month, but tonight is the opening and I will be reading some of my poetry plus sharing some of my music. It is an honor for me to have the opportunity to do this, but it sort of makes me take a deep breath because once again, I'm trying to let that little voice speak out. Empowering and scary at the same time. What was it I read the other day, that which we fear the most, we need to pursue or something along those lines. Uh, huh,,, yeah... sure... LOL!
Anyway it is always scary for me to let my work go out there for others to hear and even my piano music. I struggle with seeing any of it as being good enough to share at times. And I'm pushing myself more and more to do these things so I can hopefully understand much more about myself than I already know. Of course I just went out and ordered 100 copies of my CD to begin selling on the internet and at events. Ahhh,, what was that about fear again...
Anyway, this should be a good event tonight..
And then I turn my attention to the workshop at the Voices Conferencewhich will require me to once again get in the ring with the well known monster of my life, fear!
And right now, I can only think of Joy Harjo's poem on fear, "I Give You Back".
And I know I'm healing and moving forward, but I know that I've still got my fears too!
Fears for sale? Selling em cheap!
Don
Anyway it is always scary for me to let my work go out there for others to hear and even my piano music. I struggle with seeing any of it as being good enough to share at times. And I'm pushing myself more and more to do these things so I can hopefully understand much more about myself than I already know. Of course I just went out and ordered 100 copies of my CD to begin selling on the internet and at events. Ahhh,, what was that about fear again...
Anyway, this should be a good event tonight..
And then I turn my attention to the workshop at the Voices Conferencewhich will require me to once again get in the ring with the well known monster of my life, fear!
And right now, I can only think of Joy Harjo's poem on fear, "I Give You Back".
And I know I'm healing and moving forward, but I know that I've still got my fears too!
Fears for sale? Selling em cheap!
Don
