I worry.

That I won’t have anything to say some days. And if I do, will it be good enough?

Or, I will have something, lots to say, but not know how to say it. Maybe it won’t be entertaining nor enlightening. What if you don’t like it? You’ll think it’s pointless.

These are the things I have to grapple with, make peace with.

But the thing I’ve realized is, it’s not about you, even if you don’t like what What You Be is {though I really hope you do}. And it’s also not about me trying to win the award for amazing {blog} writing and having to come up with some profound thought or insight.

It’s just me.

Me being me and having this place to go to. So I don’t forget … the little things that make up my days that end up being important moments, though they might seem like nothing. Being accountable. Doing the inner work that I feel is important to be doing and hopefully, somehow, making this world a little bit better. It’s about coming together.

And this sharing of myself. For myself and for you.