Her name is Linda. Salt and pepper hair. A shy smile. Eyes deep and strong.
I watched her stand in front of my solo performance class (lead by the great Ann Randolph). Her arms and legs shaking, she launched into the whole story. What her younger self endured. What her older self is still trying to make sense of. Real. Raw. Unedited.
She was pure bravery and I was in awe.
Linda and I exchanged numbers after the class. We both had stories we needed to get out. And both knew that, without accountability, we might not. She was a busy consultant in Portland for her caregiving business, I was about to have a baby in San Francisco. We had no time for meetings or calls.
So we decided that to move through inertia and fear we could commit to doing just one bold thing a week. Just one. One big or small bold thing shared by email.
Over the past year and a half, Linda had launched a new elder care business with a colleague, made plans for her one woman show, reached out to her 88-year old biological father by phone and recently, gulp, had a life changing reunion with him.
As a new mom my bold things started with writing one sentence in my journal, finding seven minutes to meditate, to, eventually getting an article published, a crowdfunding campaign launched along with this very website/blog.
All of this happened by deciding one week at time to make that call, write the post, reach out to that one person. To move through the fog created by our fear and inner critics with one spark of action.
Inspired by my experiment with Linda, this blog will be a place of many bold things. Stories of bold creatives. Ideas and inspirations for your creative breakthroughs. Quotes, talks and stories of magic happening. All is a short and sweet format (because who has time for long emails anymore!) .…one bold thing at a time.
I love Linda and the friendship our bold things have created between us. Along with bringing more vulnerability and accountability into our creative partnership, our little experiment has given us both deep confidence that if we just whittle down our big dreams down into itty-bitty action steps, they actually happen.