Somewhere along the way I stopped blogging because I found it difficult to see that the Internet was suddenly used a lot to hurt and blacken each other. Lately I have been looking for myself very much and gradually I have discovered — again — that writing is really something that makes me happy.

At the moment I am following an online Wild and Sacred program, in which you are looking for your own 'Wild Woman'. You learn to feel what you need to grow, to get the best out of yourself. More importantly, to dare show yourself. In this also my great secret came to the fore. In recent years I have written a lot of blogs and stories, but never published. The blog posts that I have on my yoors channel are not actually a fraction of them. I keep deleting my blog scraps because I regularly think 'Who's waiting for my stories? ' or “Is it good enough to make public? ” If you had told my confident adolescent self that I would let insecurity hold me back, she would declare you crazy.

The more I talk to people around me, the more I find out that there are a lot of people who are not sure of what they do. Do not feel good enough, or do not want to show. I'm surprised that those are also — especially — people who seem to feel very. Corpses, yes. Everyone has uncertainties. Often even if they do what they are very good at in the eyes of another. But let's be honest, what's good enough? When are you good enough? You can push that threshold for yourself forever. So, why should I hide any longer? Why shouldn't I be good enough? I think the only difference between me and the people who do.... Correct. . do it!

It's special that your own head can hinder you. Nature never wonders if it is good enough, yet it is beautiful. Animals don't do this either, and they can still survive. Yes, it's clear to me that I just have to do it.. To give my creativity space, to fail, not to be good enough. After all, it is always a learning process.