These days I hunt for compliments. So, after completing my blog post about my experience at the second NLP Foundation Course conducted by Ramesh Prasad of Onefluencer, I shared the post with Ramesh and Vigneswari who are both very good friends of mine. Both of them came back with identical comments on October 16.
Ramesh wrote, “Again very beautifully shared thoughts which are pure, clean and straight from the heart. There is magic in your writing. So please, please write and may I ask you to EXPOSE your writing to the world so that people would benefit. And if you agree with this thought, how about for a start, posting this blog on FB and Linked-in?”
While still savoring Ramesh’s encouraging words, I got Vigneswari’s mail the same day. She wrote, “You are a writer. You should do a lot more of it, and most importantly, start sharing. Don’t expect anything in return (like appreciation or acknowledgement) from your friends, but keep sending it to them, it will definitely hit a person hard who needed it the most and it will reach them…. make it public.”
My reaction which lingered for the entire day was, no way, I am not going to undress in public. I never, ever, even remotely considered the idea of opening up myself to the entire world. I am basically a very shy, withdrawn person. That night, I went to bed with the challenge thrown at me by my friends making their whirling rounds in my mind. But I convinced myself I was safely ensconced in my private world and nothing would really change in my cocooned existence.
I had a dream that night – that I sent the link to the NLP article to all and sundry on my facebook page without even an introduction about what it was all about. The remaining part of the dream was about the derisive comments from my friends and relatives about my blog and my frantic efforts to run for cover and hide somewhere.
I got up early enough the next day for my morning run, genuinely relieved that the dream was not real. I ran a little more than 11 km that morning. It is a sad fact, but true nevertheless, that I hardly exercise any control during my runs over the agenda that my mind keeps mulling within, over and over – like a cow chewing its cud. That Thursday morning on October 17, the cud being chewed by my mind was the challenge thrown at me by my two friends.
So I had to confront the whirl of thoughts sweeping over me that day.
I said, nothing doing, these are my private thoughts written only for my clarity. The answer came from somewhere, why do you need a private self and a public self? Aren’t you fatigued by the split living?
Then I pleaded, how can I look silly in front of my close relatives, they only know me as an aimless wanderer. The counter I got was, when will you show up as you are, if not now? It is time they knew you. They love you a lot, they will have no problem accepting you.
My daughter, I argued, is going to stare at me like my father used to and give me a dressing down for my public display. I heard the voice, stop being scared and live your life so that she gets to discover you and how to live her own life, meaningfully.
I then got a hit below the belt with the question, how can a lazy idiot like you capture the imagination or inspire anyone with your mundane stuff on your blog? The answer that came blowing in the wind as I was running with sweat dripping in profusion was, you are not going to transform anyone. You only need to transform yourself by being yourself without wearing a mask. It is up to them if they choose to transform themselves. As for being lazy and an idiot, those are words you gave yourself. You will be brilliant and hard working if you choose to know yourself that way.
The next one was very vicious. I asked, what earthly chance do I have of getting transformed and mending my ways at 61? Quietly came the response. Your soul does not have an age. And your soul alone is the real change agent. You are a living proof of this statement, you have never felt better and healthier at any point of your life.
For every objection I threw, I got a reassuring answer. By the end of 11 km, my mind quietened down because it had no more questions.
I came home, changed into another T shirt and switched on my computer and went straight to my personal mail. One of the mails which had reached my in box was from Scott Dinsmore of Live your Legend on Why Writing Transformed My Career.
I did not need his tips on how to start a blog, but I found clarity from his suggestions contained in an earlier article of his, The 4 Pillars to Starting a Blog that Actually Matters (& grow it by 160x in 2 years).
In it, he says the 4 pillars a successful blog need to have are, having a cause worth following, helping people, writing mind-blowing content and making real connections.
I believe in serendipity. Sometimes events arrange themselves in a particular happy way without any outward reason or rhyme. The reasons dawn when we search with our inner eye. It is always wise to pay heed to answers that come blowing in the wind.
As I conclude I feel tranquil to have discovered the meaning of Lao Tsu’s gem I found in Ramesh’s facebook page – When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.
The important thing is to continue feeling the courage to live that beautiful message.