Tonight's theme was discovered on a wall at my daughters' dance studio in Bountiful, Utah.
This whole "failure" thing is really bugging me. Just who is going to disapprove of what I write or draw? What am I so afraid of?
I can answer that.
I am afraid of my own disappointment. I am my harshest critic, and consequently, I am my own worst stumbling block. Although I am making strides pushing on with my life without listening to the Wormtongue of my own mind, I do need the occasional reminder that self-doubt is my worst enemy and should be ignored whenever possible.
