It's taking it's time, but I'm getting it. It's beginning to feel more natural, more attainable, and much more comfortable. I've been beating myself up about having what it takes. And I know it isn't going to always come easy, and I know I won't always be my own worst enemy. The doubt and cowardness will eventually subside.
That practice and confidence are to be equally balanced. And even though I hear encouraging words all the time, I don't always accept them. My passion is driving me, I'm teaching myself and I recognize that it is not an easy task. And I will admit that even when I believe I've master something, I still question my own wisdom. While for some it comes more natural-
the beauty of learning something from the beginning and being totally out of your element is the satisfaction of climbing that mountain and looking out into a world of the unknown.
And just then, I'm reassured that while I'm learning, I am also doing. And in time it will all come together.
