My own pace - it's not a race!

I have about two posts pending that I realized I never clicked the "publish" button.  At first I was very discouraged.  But then I realized this is my blog, my experience.  It is for me.  If others enjoy it or benefit from it that will be great.  But that is not the purpose - at least not right now.

I do want to write.  I do want to blog.  And I will.  And I will do it at my own pace.

This is a picture of a snail I took waiting for the bus in Orlando, Florida last June when I was at a national safety conference.

Action Cures Fear

So this last weekend I was in Golden, Colorado.  I was participating in a leadership conference for the American Society of Safety Engineers.  It was a wonderful experience both because I got to participate in some very dynamic discussions and because I got to go to my favorite place right now; Colorado!

While I was there I visited a museum - the Astor House Museum - an old boarding and rooming house that was built in 1867.

Walking through the house was like entering an old western movie.  I could imagine it being filled with all kinds of savory characters.  

Some of the rooms looked pretty nice!

It would be interesting to actually live during a time when you would use the little pot you see tucked under the bed in the picture above.  

Then I came across the room below.  I loved the image.  I suddenly was transported back in time and imagined myself to be traveling the world from one boarding house to the next; collecting and writing the stories I came across on my journey.  

The bed across from the desk fit what I was seeing in my mind - a simple bed (I don't require too much.)  And my boots beside the bed ready to jump into action.

I stood in the room for a few minutes and then I left.  But the image did not leave me.  I have always wanted to write.  I have even started a blog - and still no writing.  

As I walked around more of the town, I asked myself over and over; "Why don't I write?"  I mean, I do keep a journal, but I am talking about the kind of writing for others to read.  Writing to entertain, to inform and sometimes just to fill the time.  

Why don't I write?  One simple answer - I am terrified - I am scared - I am afraid. (I guess that is really three answers but they all mean the same - he he)  As I came to this realization - I was reminded about three words from a book I am reading - The Magic of Thinking Big by David J. Schwartz.

Action cures Fear - 

So here I am- moving into Action - I am writing!  And I am going to do my best to write every week.

And one day, I will travel the world collecting stories.  

So here it goes - The beginning of all journeys start with a single step !

I have contemplated blogging for some time now.  I came up with the idea for the title of my blog several years ago.  There is no time like the present.  I figure some of my blogs are going to be random with very little editing.  Others I will spend more time to make sure I communicate the best I can what I want to say.

OK - I have started.  (Some steps might be very small-)