January
21

I have wanted to write a book for quite sometime. I just keep putting it off for many different reasons.

I know people expect me to write a self help book (not that I won’t one day) but I really want to write my story.

I have told clients for a long time the importance of knowing your story and sharing it with others. That you have the opportunity to create the story you want and this is the time to do it.

Of course I find myself facing the same problems as everyone else…

Who will care about this? Who wants to read it? What is the use? I do not have the time…

Those are all excuses I love telling myself so I keep from doing it. There is always tomorrow when I will do it but as we know, the time is now.

If I was my own client, I would work on allowing myself to see this is for me and doing something just for yourself is enough. I would work to help my client see that telling your story not only allows you to enjoy your life more but allows you to heal and let go. It opens you up to even more adventures and stories to tell.

If I was my own client, I would say, “How many more excuses are you going to tell yourself that are not true until you finally just do it.”

I have always felt one of my strengths is story telling. So, today I pick up where I left off and I begin to write again. I am writing to make myself laugh. I am writing to remind myself of my story. I am writing to complete something I have always wanted to do. I am doing it for me.

My dream is it will make you laugh, make you smile, make you have a good time and I hope you will enjoy reading it as much I will enjoy telling it.

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3 Responses to “Telling My Story”

  1. JosephNo Gravatar on 21 Jan 2010 at 2:41 pm #

    If you get your book published I will buy a copy…for sure!:)

  2. JMNo Gravatar on 21 Jan 2010 at 11:19 pm #

    I say go for it! I am looking forward to reading and most definitely enjoying your story!

  3. JimmyNo Gravatar on 25 Jan 2010 at 2:48 pm #

    I wrote my story and it was freeing. In fact, I’m kinda over telling (and living) my story. I will continue to tell it (at least until the 2000 copies of my book are gone…) but I don’t think i will continue to live it/let it define me. It was a great experience to realize that i don’t have to be the product of my past. I can create my now.

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