Friday, November 2, 2012

I'm faking it

What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything?
Vincent Van Gogh

I carry fear around with me in my breast pocket.  It is close to my heart, where my dreams and desires attempt to take root and grow.  This fear is great.  It is a true fear of failure.

But I'm containing my fear.  I'm repackaging this sheer, raw energy and faking it. Yes, faking it.  I'm writing a book, I'm attending conferences, I'm networking, I'm positioning myself as an author.  I'm playing the role until it becomes real, because if I can't believe it, who will?  

Last week a friend of mine introduced me to social psychologist Amy Cuddy, whose research demonstrates you can fake it until you internalize and become what you want to be.  This is good news for me, because that is exactly what I intend to do.

Believing you can achieve the impossible feels scary and foolish, but it is also exhilarating.  I struggle to distinguish the line between fear and excitement from time to time, but I'm walking it anyway.  Is there any other way to achieve success?




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