The Start

For some time now, I’ve had the idea to do something like this, a blog, video series, podcast, something along these lines. I love to learn, especially from myself. And what really enticed about the idea was creating something that can enable me to further learn from myself, whilst also sharing my reflections with other people and learning from them. My Dad and I often talk about the deeper questions to life, but our conversations are only limited to each other. And while I continue to enjoy our talks, by writing these reflections down and sharing them with more people, I feel it can enable me to see life in ways I might not have realised otherwise, where by “reflecting out-load,” I can further learn from myself, through writing, and can learn from readers. However, despite all this, I have been somewhat reluctant to start.

The main reason for my resistance has been that I don’t want to be a teacher, or a consultant, or a, God-forbid, life-coach, or anything else along these lines. I have no advice to give. I have nothing to teach. And I don’t want to be viewed as such.

Why I feel this way is because these types teach in a way where they “know” what has to be done. They assign prescriptions, “how-tos”, panaceas, and this is the complete antithesis of how I see life. I look at life from the point of view that I don’t know anything. Nothing! Not a thing. But…I have my theories. And some of those theories I am willing to test to see if they hold up, and others I am not willing to test. And of the theories I am willing to test, some of them hold up and some of them don’t, but either way, a realisation comes to mind and that realisation morphs into another theory, which I then might decide to test, and so on, and so forth. The point being is that I don’t see life like these types and I didn’t want to compromise my perspective by becoming them.

But at the same time, my mind draws me back to the thought of creating something like this and I felt that I was really missing out on an opportunity by not doing so. Clearly, there was a conflict within me and I wasn’t sure what to do for quite some time. But, like with all endeavours in life, there is a middle way.

And my middle way is to simply write. Start Weekly Reflections, writing it in the way I see life, and see where this goes. I’m still not entirely sure whether or not my concern for how other people might view me as a “teacher” was a fair concern or one that was bathed in fear, but it doesn’t matter now. I am here, starting. And we’ll see what happens.

So, here we are. Weekly Reflections. I don’t know where Weekly Reflections will take me. Will this work out? Or won’t it? Again, I don’t know. But as the Chinese farmer once said “Maybe.” (Click here to understand this reference)