Memo 001: Stepping Stone

I did it.

I finally did it.

I started the podcast.

I don’t even want to call it a podcast, to be honest, but it’s the easiest way for people to understand the type of media I’m trying to create.

Tomorrow—well, today actually—I post the first episode.

One year.

One year of saying I was going to do it.

One year of not doing it.

One year of thinking about it, planning it, changing it, reshaping it, convincing myself it needed to be something else.

Because everybody i know who is chronically online told me it would fail.

Or maybe not fail.

Maybe that’s not even the right word.

Maybe they just told me all the reasons why it wouldn’t work.

Why it should be different.

Why I should do it this way instead of that way.

And eventually I just said:

You know what?

I’m doing it my way.

Whoever messes with it, messes with it.

Whoever doesn’t, doesn’t.

So be it.

Because sometimes taking the first step isn’t hard.

People say it is, but I don’t think that’s true.

The step itself is easy.

It’s cultivating the traits capable of taking the first step that’s hard.

It’s crushing all the old versions of yourself.

It’s fighting the things that have rooted themselves so deeply into your mind, your habits, your DNA, that every time you say:

“I’m going to do this.”

Something inside you answers:

“No you’re not.”

And the strange thing is it isn’t always other people holding you back.

Sometimes it’s just you.

Sometimes the biggest enemy to your good intentions is the part of yourself that has become comfortable doing nothing.

Because IF say God lives within you, and God is all powerful, then what lives within you can create.

But it can also destroy.

It can build.

Or it can convince itself to sit still.

To wait.

To delay.

To think about doing instead of doing.

And before you know it another year has gone.

But not this time.

This time I started.

And I’m happy.

Genuinely happy.

Just because I finally moved.