I remember the a-ha moment I had in my 20’s when I realized the trap of certainty. It was a prison that left me immovable, cold, and stuck. When I discovered the freedom that embracing uncertainty could bring me I was ecstatic at the possibility that I could embrace that kind of thinking. Being unsure opened doors and certainty closed them. Being unsure meant I could embrace the present moment and ride the wave; I could go with the flow of life.
What had “being right” gotten me anyway? Anxiety. It got me daily anxiety. It got me a fear of failure, a fear of criticism, a fear of being called out and found out.
I’m still getting comfortable with failure, criticism, and unapologetically and bravely exposing myself.
Find my faults, I am full of them. Find them and expose them too. Bring them to the light to be set free.
