No Longer Held Back…

It is funny what holds us back.  What is even more funny, is when we have no idea what is holding us back, or how it is holding us back.  In this life, there is so much we just accept.  We accept because that is what we are taught and told to do.  From the earliest of ages, we are being directed, controlled, but in box, told what to do and what not to do.  We are told who our friends are, then scolded when we do not like someone, for whatever reason and told our thoughts, feelings, intuition, does not matter.

Parents do this because we believe it is the best and right thing to do.  We do this, so we do not look bad.  We have the good kid. We have the agreeable kid. We have the kid that listens.  We have the kid that follows directions.  We have the kid that does well in school.  We have the kid with high grades.  We.  We. We. 

We parent, not for our kids, but for the perception of other’s views/thoughts/belief on parenting.  On our parenting.

Then we grow.  We get older.  Now, we are being punished for not knowing “x” or doing “y”.  Why do you need to be told to do “x” over and over?  Just do it.  Yet, parents are the ones that created this behavior.

What does that have to do with me and this post?  Maybe nothing.  I am back after a bit.  After reading Seth Godin’s daily email it dawned on me that I was not writing because I was not writing enough.  I wanted to make a big, huge post.  I wanted to write and write and write. I wanted… I wanted… I wanted.

Yet, Seth sometimes writes just a couple of quick thoughts.  A sentence or two, or twenty, or.  He writes.  He posts.  Sometimes they are great emails.  Sometimes they are sales emails.  Sometimes they are not so great, or insightful, or whatever.

Yet.  He. Writes.  He writes and he puts it out.  My sidetrack about parenting above is because that is my filter now.  My filter used to be as a manger.  I would read a book and think about how I could use information “x” to be a better manager.  Now, I read and write and watch and filter through a different lens.  I literally cannot stop my brain from going in a parenting direction.

It is funny how often we hold ourselves back.  It is funny how we structure our days.  It is funny that no matter what we do, or how we do it or do not do it, the world continues.  This post was started about writing and posting.  Period. Five words.  Six words.  Twenty pages.  Then my brain went for that parenting thing.  I followed it.  It led to here.  What is your filter?  What guides and influences the path you walk, the thoughts that influence you?  What motivates you?  Where does your brain go when you read something, think about something, or someone?

Thank you for reading.

Not perfection, but posted. Or… Posted. Not Perfection.

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