Today’s post will be short but sweet. Ever since starting this blog, I tossed around the idea of getting published on other sites, magazines, and other written word platforms. I was unsure of where to start and seriously lacking the confidence to do this. So, I just continued to write posts for my little blog here, continuing to build up momentum and generating ideas (with some bouts of writer’s block in there, too). I have loved having this blog, but I think that there may be something bigger out there for me in terms of writing. I’ve been re-evaluating my life goals lately. With that, a desire to write more and get published was reborn. I thought on some ideas. They say to write what you know about. What do I know about? Therapy. Being a woman. Traveling (to an extent). Yoga (to an extent). Education. Books. Being a vegetarian. Somewhat nutrition. I thought about these things. I stewed. I meditated on the idea of getting published and imagined what that would feel like. And then, on one of my Friday’s off, I wrote something. I wrote it kind of quickly, but taking my time to make sure it fit the submission guidelines. I thought “how cool will it be if they like this and post it?”, also knowing it would be ok if they didn’t. I submitted it. A few days later, they email me saying they accepted it. A week later, it’s posted online. For the whole wide world to see. And that feels good. I feel proud. I feel accomplished. I feel like I’ve taken one step further to my ultimate goal, whatever that goal may be. I haven’t realized what it is yet, but I know I’m on the right path. And that feels incredibly good.
Without further ado, here is the link to my FIRST EVER published article on Elephant Journal. I won’t post it word for word here, as it was written for their website. I would really appreciate it if you would take the time to hop over there and check out what I wrote. It would mean the world to me.
I am full of gratitude and bliss and love.