I’m like a deer in headlights lately. I assume blogs are supposed to have regular postings that are insightful, informative and helpful. As you can see, there is a lack of blog postings this last week. Why you ask?
A little term called “analysis paralysis”. What is that you ask? This is an awesome term I found in a post on Make Room for Greatness. It describes how we become paralyzed because we are waiting for things to be perfect, or near perfect, before we continue moving forward. We become paralyzed because we are uncertain about our next move.
I spoke with Wes the other night and voiced my frustrations about what exactly I should focus on in my blog. I love writing err…typing, I get so excited when I publish an entry and figuring out all the technology behind the blog to personalize it makes my heart happy.
I know, I know, total nerd alert!
I jumped into this blog thing with both feet. I was ready to be a part of the community. To have my high-pitched voice heard! (Now everyone knows I have a high-pitched voice, it’s sort of my trademark). What I wasn’t ready for was the “analysis paralysis” I would feel. I immediately felt at home with this term. I actually felt like this term could aptly describe not only my relationship with my blog but with life in general. I consistently, without a doubt have a perfection complex. I sometimes straight up REFUSE to do things if they are not perfect or somewhat perfect. I keep waiting for things to line up and work out the way I envision. Cue hilarious, gut-wrenching laughter here. I will pause and let you catch your breath before I go on…
Alright, now that all the laughter is out of your system let’s regroup. Take my adventure in blogging for example. I look at other blogs and my first thought is WOW! I love getting new posts from my favorite bloggers on Bloglovin. I love to read about their lives and their passions. Yet, when it comes to my life and my blog I think things like, I’m not there yet, there is so much more to organize, to do, to fix, to try out. I am constantly in my own way.
After pouring out my heart to Wes and him patiently listening about my stagnant posting for my blog, he responds like only he can.
“Isn’t the whole name of your blog just becoming me? Very few people know what they want to do with their lives or who exactly they are at every point in their life. There are some people who know, but for the most part we are all just figuring it out. You are just figuring it out. So many people are out there figuring it out, and you started your blog to talk about the process of figuring yourself out. You started it to help others who feel the same way you do.”
Touché husband, tou-freakin-ché. I knew he was smart when I married him, but man, oh, man! He of course is right. It’s there in my title. I am just becoming me. I want you to just become YOU! I keep forgetting that just putting myself out there is a part of the process. Just being me, in all my varying stages of imperfection, is what I want.
One of my biggest pet peeves is when people are fake. I am not perfect so why do I continue to strive for levels of life and ways of living that are perfect? The long and short of everything is that nothing is ever going to be exactly how I want or envision. And I need to remind myself that it’s okay! It’s OKAY!
So, I solemnly swear to show all my imperfect nature. I swear to keep posting and discussing, even though my pictures, my blog, my recipes are not always where I want them to be. That is why I’m here, after all. To just be(coming) me.
So cheers to imperfection!