Sharing is caring but can also be scary. Every day, as I decide what to share on social media, fear intercepts potential posts in my head with nagging questions. Is this original? Trite? Will anyone care? Who am I to say this anyway? Should I worry about something I’m not worried about? Anything I’ll regret?
Paralysis by analysis. Instead of sharing, I’m comparing myself to others who seem more prolific, profound, and popular. Why is it easy for them and not me?
Objectively, I know this isn’t so. I’ve never met an expert at anything who told me that her craft has always come struggle-free, or her fear feels any less real as a pro than as a newbie. Have you?
If fear is the great mind-killer (a favorite bite of universal truth from the movie “Dune”), the antidote to fear is love.
Nothing has ever been shared more than love. It is eternal. It is universal.
Sharing our gifts is love. Each gift we share, from a simple smile to a special skill, carries a divine spark of meaning and magic, in service of our unique purpose and potential for greatness.
I’m working on a new practice for when I sense fear interrupting my impulse to share. I ask myself: Is what I am about to share coming from a space of love? From a pure desire to give without attachment to outcome, or expecting anything in return? If so, I know here and now is a perfect moment to take a deep breath and hit “publish.”
What gift of love can you share here and now?