Two steps forward
One step back
Only this time
I don’t mind
And that makes all the difference
*I used to hate failure. So much so that I would apply the brakes constantly and not make the attempt.
A month or so ago I opened a Shopify shop – it was great fun – didn’t sell hardly anything. Today I closed it. Doesn’t bother me at all because oddly enough I don’t consider it a failure.
It was a lesson learned and now that I know how to use Shopify it will be much easier to set up next time if I decide to try selling something.
That’s all life is isn’t it? A series of lessons – what works, what doesn’t and what to do differently perhaps next time.
I’m not sure when I changed from worrying about failing to this easy breezy non concern – perhaps it was just lots of failures
Blogs that didn’t work so I shut them
Instagram that went to a thousand or so followers and then I blew it up on a whim (and regretted it – that one was a lovely gram and much more consistent and pretty then the one I currently have)
Facebook – epic fails all the time
So what? Social media is for the most part free and designed to be personally pliable straight out of the box
Whatever it is you feel you may be failing at today – don’t.
No much of a poetry post but my mind is not co operating with poetry.
It has been deep in boring office work the last few days. Left/right? Brain on brain off – I’m not sure but I’m getting a lot done in the “paid” work department so best keep at it.
Perhaps tomorrow the word birds will come back. See you then.