I hope to add a short story or two here soon. But life’s been kinda quirky lately, and I’ve been dealing with the real world instead of writing about a fictional one.
Yesterday I spontaneously walked into a broadcasting office I had been meaning to visit, and offered my services as a volunteer. While that might sound ordinary to some people, this writer is not known for going out on a whim. And it’s not really going to be a large endeavor at first. I will be working phones during telethons and taking questions for a community voices show. But I’ll be inside the world of television– taking one step on this communication journey.
I didn’t even suffer from the shyness that sometimes follows my new endeavors, that day. My thought process may not have been the clearest, but it certainly worked fast: see the office–go into the office–ask for a job. Really simple!
I was warmly welcomed. I mentioned that I had sent an email about volunteering and never received an answer. That solution was simple, too–sometimes the emails aren’t forwarded from the website to the right office. I always take silence as “no.” But I’m learning to look a little deeper for answers now.
If I could get myself to just respond to that inner voice of intuition as I did in this instance, I’d save a lot of trouble.
You know, it’s actually fun to be nervous about things before they happen. I like worrying myself into a tizzy, because it’s the perfect excuse not to try something new. If you never try, you can’t fail. It’s safe.
But–as singer “B.O.B” says in Airplanes Part 2–”Let’s pretend.” I love the idea behind the lyrics. If you pretend that famous people never tried to get to where they are today, well, that’s a story in itself. What if they had not tried to go through the doors and just ask some questions at first? What if they never tried to use their gifts? From now on, questioning and spontaneity are part of my new style.