just ask

facebook reminded me of a memory from 7 years ago.

as I read it I reflected on who I was back then, and felt the gratitude I have for Jenn Mickey for helping make my dream real.

that dream? to create a stage, a safe space, where people can share a lived experience with the intention to impact another.

I vividly remember the first time meeting Jenn, my conversation with her about possibly using XY and the entire time I’m dealing with the chatter in the my head saying “there is no way you’ll be able get to use this place…”, “no way could you afford to use this place…”, “who do you think you are to even ask?”

I mustered up the courage and asked “What do I have to do to use your beautiful venue?”

I felt my stomach twist and wanted to puke right after speaking those words.

As I braced for the reply, Jenn said with a smile… “Just ask!”

my heart swells as I relive that moment.

I look back at that version of me, who was so inspired to help others express and feel. One speaker at a time, one story at a time.

back then I believed I knew something about the human condition.

I see now that it was only the beginning of my journey of experiencing the depths of emotion, in order to understand what it feels like to be human.

it all started by facing my own fear

facing my critic
choosing to listen to my heart
instead of the deafening noise

and just ask.

#chasingbutterflies